Am I now the one who can be ignored?
As I sit on a bus my presence cannot be deplored
By young people who would never say
The things they tell each other whilst I am nearby today
It's their inner most secrets and the things I hear
When these things that I would never hold dear
You know what I think happened as I sit here now
Is that I have an invisibility superpower in my bag of know-how
So when those young ladies sit near and say
The things I don't want to hear from them today
I use my invisibility power and they can't see
Me sitting near them in ear shot as close as can be.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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