A Christmas Question Poem by Adrian Flett

At the end of two thousand and eleven,
people billions had reached seven.
Then there were nine million bikes in Beijing, but how
do we figure just how many there are now?

When you were young
in the toyshop long ago,
I'd know what gift would have done
to delight you, but now it isn't so.

Now too costly too complex
beyond my comprehension,
all this has me in a perplex
of thought - these modern inventions.

Reaching out to you I want to say
have a great year, enjoy Christmas day.