The
Old Man croaks
The
patience runs its course
Months
he says he hopes
The
way of his way
Time
has changed
The
template redesigned
The
good boys finally rear their heads
The
Old Man can't believe it
The
Old Man sees troubles ahead
He
can't feel his way around anymore
The
years of divide and rule in his time
Though
it is still used today
The
troubling thought
The
elements of Talibanism
It
seems to permeate into its administration
The
Old Man isn't comfortable with it
He
sees troubles ahead
He
wants the present crop to change
Some
are weak; some are greedy
In
between some are corrupted
Some
just see no evil
Some
just hear no calls
The
Old Man sees it all
He
doesn't like what he sees
He
sees the ground changing
The
flow of internet news and blogs
It
spells information easily passing through
He
sees troubles ahead
But
the boys don't see
They
are happy playing with toys
Hitting
the balls laughing to the banks
The
ground cracks the party will fall
The
Old Man croaks
The
template shouldn't have changed
There
are nothing new in shape
The
ground still cracks anyway
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