When we were young we had great fun We would play outside all day, We'd jump and skip, play tag or tip Or go sliding in the hay And when it rained no one complained We would play some games indoors, Were never short of fun-filled sport And were rarely ever bored.
These days the games are not the same, Innovation's changed the scene; The young today most likely play Interacting with a screen. Seems strange to me that constantly All our youth are wired for sound Their focus fixed on selfie pics And their minds by gadgets bound.
I'm out of date I hear you state And time's left me far behind! I'll have you know though it be so It's a trouble to my mind-- Could one control through hand consoles While still waiting in the wings? Could one unseen behind the screen Be manipulating things?