Human Frailty

Waiting in a phone box
The assistant puts me on hold
Can't be the way to tell
Piped music disturbing and clear
Waiting in a phone box
To hear if I'm alive or dead
But no, there's nothing
Just synthetic sounds instead
Waiting in a phone box
Will it be from the gods
Telling me that I'm going to die
Because I was so human
Times change fast
Waiting for no-one
Nuclear threats are finished
As new ones begin