Analog man in a digital world
Organic as the grain of old school burl
He knows the lessons we need to relearn
He curses his new hearing aid and burns
What he thinks he hears is very funny
He hates the thing, it cost too much money
He was told his hearing aid's digital
like saying it is 100% biblical
His teeth are man made from digital scans
Don't mention his eyes they're made in Japan
Analog man still hikes natures green trails
He worships science but not fairy tales
He curses age and not the inventions
He pays dearly for these with his pension
Science continues to go through changes
but fairy tales are the same through phases
An i phone discharges as analog man ages
It's under a stack of type written pages