Thoughts in old age ( 3 )

I bought a pair of glasses, tinted black, so to speak,
from the optician's range, where you can find a thousand and one different types.
Before a knowledgeable lady offered her services or announced a temporary promotion or advertisement,

I already had the two nose rings in my hand.
The lady was quick to say, "Yes, your choice is very much in fashion.

My thinking had matured over the years. It was a contemporary look in black and white;
Letters on white paper, my organ keys and not forgetting my own experiences;
Even the country's government knows how

A vision in which I do not dig deep. It is either good or bad, perhaps straightforward, but simple.
and supposed to be civil
Years of study preceded it. Every day I flick through
my favourite newspapers, like the Daily Mail.