Give me a row of houses
A line of streets, set
With lights to glow at night
Give me a shopping mall
A car park area, to line my park
And pray no fool leaves dents, while I am gone
Which is a complicated affair, I tell you
When it comes to who to blame
On account of insurance cover to have
So signs are always left to read
Which says, "at owners own risk"
Like the wild west, each for his own
But my options are few and far between
So I guess, I always risk to buy a roll for wipes
Where signs are left, for arguments sake, just in case
Give me a complex of offices and industrial area,
Area-ed signed, may be apart, maybe together
To work and earn my keep
But most of all
Give me a park to walk, sit and run free
And a stadium of sort, so I can be tribal on support
Then I know, friend oh friend
You have given me a metro-poly
To say I am living in the 21st century
A few hand gadgets to add
To say I am living in the 21st century
This is the make of the 21st century
Yes, I have had my car dented while parked and even had a fake note put on it. It is sad that happens but it does. I think I would rather have a park than a car park near by. A park with trees would be nice. And always love those gadgets for our new century.
ReplyDeleteHappy Theme Thursday and thank you for sharing such a thoughtful poem with us.
God bless.