From Far Away

My own incipient awareness caught me by surprise, I figured I knew nothing about anything, like so many of my generation Fed on a diet of fast TV, fast food but slow thinking Imagine my surprise when I could converse about the unconversable I’d always been lazy, that why bother? attitude Now I’ve moved on to “let’s chatter, let’s natter, let’s do it” Having an opinion on something, it’s quite new to me New to others too, who knew. Who knew? It must have happened overnight, only I know that it didn’t It’s been brewing now for so long, drip, drip, dripping before forming words And listen to me, I want to be heard! So, I don’t have much to say but you know what? I’m gonna say it Of course for the most it’s plain old sciolism A pretence, a farce but I know most of the incumbent ears are deaf to me A yen for others to sit up and take notice of something not worth noticing I think I’m going to talk myself out of it again Be quiet, shhh, no-one wants to hear me, an ineffectual nebbish, Sit and say nothing, that’s it that’s the style Smile sweetly, opinionless, witless, lifeless That’s the way we do it ‘round here