Living in a time of constant change.
Pretty scary how they've wired our brains.
I used to believe the sky was grey.
Not now of course but back in the day.
I believe they had it good back then.
Judging by the pictures..
Men were men.
Women were women.
And children were children.
There was a common cause.
The love of thy country.
You'd trust your neighbour.
As you would your own family.
Back in the day.
The police were respected.
Sure they were brutal.
But they sent a damn message.
Back in the day.
We weren't so restricted..
Men could sort their quarrels.
Without fear of being convicted!
Don't get me wrong.
I'm not advocating anarchy.
But if there's too many rules.
We'll fall victim to slavery.
Things made sense.
Back in the day.
Black and white.
No messing about eh!
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Life And Conflict
PoetryIs life what you had hoped it would be? Maybe you had envisioned going out in glory? Through poetry I will try to explain that it's not too late to go out all guns blazing..! These poem's will tackle life and conflict. Both the Gl...
