Pensioner

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Towards a life of a pensioner

Submitted: September 28, 2017

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I don’t know what to do

Shall I do just what I’m used to

Or shall I bite to everything new

Just because everyone ought to

 

How much time shall I spend

On things without end

Imagining a machine as a friend

And follow the trend

 

How much time am I given

Making today’s deal past driven

Or I’ve enough time to get with it

And show everyone what I’ve given

 

Time and tech are today’s challenge

Making life easier and harder to manage

Once you beat one tech’s message

Time catches on and cuts off the passage

 

So one goes back to past calm

When one wasn’t controlled by the palm

Close their eyes to surpass the qualm

The memories come back in a swarm

 

Some good, some bad but all are lost

Frozen in frames without hope in hell to defrost

These are ghosts and humans are the host

To think how much of one’s life have they bossed?

 

I know what to do. Waste time

The forbidden fruit of our prime

We saved it, now we will its chime

Just that split moment, we’ll mime.


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