Silence Is Golden Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

It seems that everywhere I go
pop music strikes me like a blow.
Its not that I’m a philistine.
I find some music is divine.

But I prefer it soft and low
classics are the best I know.
To put me in a mellow mood.
I find loud pop songs rather crude.

But Muzak really gets my goat.
A quiet store would get my vote.
I can browse without background noise.
That wretched Muzak just annoys

me makes me lose my train of thought.
So what I need remains unbought.
I much prefer to do without.
I find the exit and rush out.

Why do the merchants think we need
music til our eardrums bleed.
I think that people would spend more
if they could find a silent store.

The kind of shop our parents knew
where they were pleases to wait on you
and glad to pass the time of day
in the good old fashioned way.

Instead of them expecting you.
To serve yourself and listen to
pop music some computer chose.
The price of progress I suppose.

19-Mar-08