Hatred sues our dignity
Brothers of one mother
Sowers of great goodies
Good old days evades our hopes to prosper,
Elevates the ignorant to power
Oh poor future generations!
Good old days Cruises our relationships
Always acting like a thief in the darkness
Stealing our inner peace
Oh poor mothers of new inventions!
Good old days brought us together
In one room for dinner and drinks
It gazed brighter future
Oh intelligent thieves of our vision!
Hand in hand we used to discuss and hold each other
Feet by feet we used to walk along
Oh good old days stole our dignity
We live to despise and deem our closer brothers and sisters
Celebrating along with the needy was our hobby
A joyous journey to salvation
Oh poor future peers
Good Old Days
Keraita Stephen
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 04/10/2020
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Poem topics: journey, mother, peace, power, together, walk, great, room, salvation, hold, ignorant, live, vision, hobby, future, poor, good, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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