The old man went on at length
While the boy sat unperturbed on a bench
Old is gold narratives
And how the days gone by had more positives
How man made things had made man mad over things
And rules long made now had the youth cringe.
The boy could not take it all in
Seemed like grandpa'd seen it all in a short stint
Gentlemen dont exist anymore
Sucessful men seem to centre the floor
Grandpa clearly knew how to rant
The boy knew too well bein naive didn't pay the rent
I'm kinda torn grandpa, he finally said.
I cannot be of both the worlds at a time
I can only as much put together a rhyme
Things of yesterday , you count of importance
May no longer be of relevance