Old Man, Tell Me!

Tell me where to be.

Tell me what time to be there.

Tell me how long I have to stay.

Old man, tell me what to do.

 

Tell me what to say.

Tell me how to feel.

Tell me how to act.

Old man, tell me how to be.

 

Tell me what to hope for.

Tell me what to dream.

Tell me what to strive for.

Old man, tell me what is important, to me.

 

Tell me what to buy.

Tell me when to buy it.

Tell me where to buy it from.

Old man, tell me how to feel when I buy it.

 

Tell me I am going to be alright.

Tell me, my loved ones will be protected.

Tell me my granddaughter will have a chance at a safe and debt free existence.

Old man, tell me what I need to hear.

 

Tell me about the race.

Tell me who is in the race.

Tell me who is good and who is not so good.

Old man, tell me who I should vote for.

 

Tell me about my life.

Tell me where I came from.

Tell me why I am here.

Old man, tell me what you want me to hear.

 

Tel me of a God.

Tell me of a devil.

Tell me of what is right and wrong.

Old man, tell me all these things, so I may know.

 

Old Testament Man, I bow down to you, for you are my God!

No?

Old Testament Man, I bow down to you, for without you, I am lost!

Right?

 

You do not mind if “I” request a second opinion, do you?

 

James Scott Velozo

About A Robots Voice

There is a life and my name is James. When I speak it is because the physical has allowed me to do so. I am trying to find my way and in the process bring my physical nature to a place and time of rebirth. To be there when it takes its first steps as a child of God.
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