I feel our way of life has changed for the worsed! The Foureyed Poet.

The Foureyed Poet

Throwing a soft rubber ball

having such fun

rebounding off the school wall

the challenge won

those times seem far away

but I can remember

then it was safe to play

even in December!

We could walk about anywhere

and be unharmed

young people could share

rarely alarmed

folk helped each other then

with genuine intent

also can remember when

friendship was meant!

Families out in the darkness

nobody was afraid

Times filled with happiness

when children played

life surely is a precious gift

to be enjoyed

the young give us a lift

if respect and love employed!

True life was  never a bed of roses

but it felt more secure

now evil forces goodness opposes

unease is out there for sure

a hostility present everywhere

of this we are all too aware!

The Foureyed Poet.

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