A DEAF GENERATION

Sol Finkelman (solthesage@geniepub.com)
Thu, 18 Jun 1998 23:54:06 -0400 

A DEAF GENERATION

What music do our youngsters like?
Whose decibels explode from mike.
It sounds like groans on Judgement Day
>From sinners who forgot to pray.

The sound would addle Einstein's brain,
Ear drums complain of throbbing pain;
Even a headache runs away,
With such a noise it will not stay.

But youngsters dance and shout with joy,
A hearing aid they'll soon employ;
Exuberance will have its price,
But youngsters won't take our advice.

Sol the Sage

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