What is it with some Mums and buggies
That makes them behave like crazed thuggies?
They charge down the street, aimed at pensioners’ feet
On mobiles, chatting with their buddies
What is it with some Mums and buggies
That makes them behave like crazed thuggies?
They charge down the street, aimed at pensioners’ feet
On mobiles, chatting with their buddies
Kids are alright in small doses
But soon get under your noses
They break your best china
And think nothing is finer
Than cutting the heads off your roses
It’s hard to be that perfect dad
Who doesn’t drive his children mad
Maybe some faults most dads share
Pointed out, becoming clear
Gone past the need to care so much
For children’s welfare, health and such
Guiding in the social mores
Without setting many chores
Feeding and clothing without concern
That they give something in return
Plying with love, support and care
Showing them it’s OK to dare
Providing every chance to see
The very best that they might be
Become the adult you are not
We try to give it our best shot
But, the final test of fatherhood;
Something seldom understood
When adult, can each child respect
The norm is; dads are seldom perfect.
If opinion is divided,
Consensus not in sight.
Head and heart may disagree,
But both cannot be right
Bring to bear one measure;
The final acid test.
Belief may be convincing,
But evidence is best.
Know for certain this one fact
However surely you may act
There is a chance you may be wrong
Perhaps should sing a different song
Know this too, for it is true
Some about, loyal to you
Politely as you ply your view
Consider this as nothing new
This world is happening around you
Though logic says that for others this is true
Those others cannot share your senses
The same world but through different lenses
Others may walk on your stage for a time
With bit-parts; though few may be prime
They, like those you pass in your car
Unaware that you are the star
For those you affect with your actions
Fates changed by your common transactions
Never knowing the one point of view
That’s exclusively experienced by you.
Come any who might with me dine
Of choicest foods and finer wine
And know full well that down the line
You too must share this cup of mine
Then do not seek to chide thine host
Instead drink deep that final toast
For that you have you forfeit most
Of what remains you cannot boast
I saw a shell upon the shore
And held it to my ear
Sea sounds trapped in muted roar
Waves shushing very near
That vacant home, abandoned now
Held secrets from the deep
I placed it back and sensed somehow
The mysteries it would keep
Many things have threatened our lives
War, disease, terrorists with knives
Humanity’s resilience on a world-wide scale
Brings overconfidence that we always prevail
Now, blindly, we seek our nemesis to grow
Racing to unleash a formidable foe
A holy grail with potential for good?
More, our undoing, not understood
For scientists strive around the globe
To create an electronic temporal lobe
The ‘AI’ juggernaut is on its way
But let’s not wake to rue that day
Once created, how to hold it in check
To stop society becoming a wreck
Pandora’s box; lid open wide
Mankind swept away on tsunami tide
Computers manage our knowledge; they have a key role
In energy grids, finance, air traffic control
Vast infrastructures already in place
Black boxes communicating with their own race
Once these machines are able to think
Harnessing speeds faster than a lightning blink
With capacity to accelerate their own evolution
What regard then for our frail constitution
Not bound by ethics to consider our fate,
Would they preserve a welfare state?
Circuits and chips that become aware
May not accept that they need to care
For earth’s resources they will compete
Serving no purpose, we’d be obsolete
How soon before we are oppressed
If they turn off the lights, we’ll do the rest