i havent written in ages

i havent written in ages
i used to write pages
like words from sages
just never paid wages
the ac whirs
and the silence concurs
as the memory blurs
things changed to as they were
father promises never to wrong
but it sbeen so long since i wrote a good song
times past fast and with the clang of a gong
soon ill challenge myself to speak another tongue
the world lays itself out before us
as we try to decide where to go
its an exciting time to live life
and really of future telling noone could know
the car could take us anyplace
if we so desired
we might take a plane this time for sure
for long drives we're just not wired
there just doesnt seem to be much to do
things seem to be laid out in gloom
my father says he's got it planned
but it might be quite out of hand
they control our words with their minds
they're the sort of devil to perform craft of that kind
and as we sit in our room
the choices at hand overhead seem to loom
endless noise and silence permeates
as people walk across the streets
im not sure how high this city rates
a lady throwing bread for the birds beaks
horses with men in the park today
as dogs are dressed in dress
the radio station broadcasting today
as we're faced with another test
movie theatre with popcorn poison
flickering screen with story
people in front propping feet up on backs
showing sneakers in all their glory
we leave mid film having watced it to often
and catch the subway home
and though we left many of our things
we happily continue to roam.