Modern Madness
By David Kirtley
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My world is changing,
The roads where I lived and walked as a child are now marked with yellow lines, double and single.
I don’t dare park on the double yellows, but maybe I could park on the single yellow lines?
But maybe not? I am not sure at all!
Where are the signs which tell me whether I can or can’t?
I can’t see them, yet such lines are all the way up the road.
Once you could park anywhere. Now student halls of residence and cars are everywhere!
The leaves are blowing like the autumn of my life, but it’s a while since I have been here.
A leafy suburb, crowded by young students and cars.
What are they studying and where will it get them?
It didn’t get me very far, but then I wasn’t willing to completely sell my soul. That’s the thing about the young.
Many of them are willing to sell to the highest bidder!
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Never a truer word was said
Never a truer word was said than: Ours is not to wonder why, ours is just to do and die.
I remember when I was going through the teenage years, all that I wanted was to have fun. A part of me bluffed my way through those years. It was the early 1970s and I was lucky enough to be able to flit from job to job, which was a great life experience for me. Meeting many people along the way gave me confidence.
I can understand your feelings for what you see around you and how things change so rapidly.
Jenny.
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