Am I Really That Old Poem by chas garcia

Let's see to remember the ziggurat the pyramids
the Niles at flood stage.
When Atlantis was a city as well as Pompeii.
Romans building cities, had it their way,
Pyramids all along the way. Then came Jesus,
he was to fall, a Pope or two to save us all.
am I that old; to remember, ? camels, donkeys,
was the only way to travel, literally speaking
to get back home, the Model T Ford, was handy.
but who could afford.
Only birds could fly, no mail as we know today,
pony express had its day the choo choo train.
As pigeons the only way to convey a messages that
had important things to say, as how could it be,
as no stamps invented as we have today.
The lifeline of man the Bible says was hundreds of
years give a year each way; at 82 I am young at heart
as all the wisdom is buried in my heart to stay.
I shall write poetry till I can write no more.
as my parents guided me to this path.
all the virtues of God I have, as I be young at heart.