Old Age Learning
Gadgets here, buttons there
Computers everywhere
It’s such a silly shame
When anything goes wrong
They’re always to blame
Why should I be bothered
To learn these worthless tools
When I can use my mind
And seldom be a fool
When it comes to writing
I’d rather use a pen
Than have to learn a program
That’s well beyond my ken
The TV’s many buttons
I always press them wrong
I’d rather leave it off
Than learn to switch it on
Now I’m old and deaf
With little sense of tone
I’ll just keep on using
My wind-up gramophone
My stove it has a timer
Which I never use
Although it works quite simply
It makes me so confused
I’d rather check for hours
Without a metal block
Than learn to set the buttons
Of the timing clock.
The Cell phones are so tiny
With buttons bright and shiny
I can phone from anywhere
No matter where I roam
But I can’t see when I’d use them
If I never leave my home
The world is full of gadgets
To make my life a breeze
But to find out how to use them
Makes my mind just freeze
Without a single gadget
I’m as happy as can be
If I never learn to use them
My time belongs to me
Copyright © Patrick Maitland | Year Posted 2012
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