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There was a time…

shaiontheprowl by shaiontheprowl
December 3, 2013
in POETRY
Reading Time: 2 mins read

August 14, 2012     7.35am

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There was a time…

A long, almost forgotten time

When we will lie in the shade beside the muddy pool

Sleeping and basking in the sunset cool

That was when life was fun

When the day was lit by the sun

When brothers didn’t march the streets in thirsty search

Of blood to spill and lives to butcher.

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I remember the time…

A Long, almost forgotten time

When we gathered and played in the yard

Little children with no expectation beyond what we had

Clothes dirtied from rollicking in the sands

Mud, spittle and other unspeakable dirt on our feet and hands

A time, almost long forgotten time

When play and fun wasn’t frowned at as wasting of time

A time we had to be us and just be free.

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I remember the time…

A long, almost forgotten time

When having a crush was silly and nothing more

When a blush will bring so much ribbing and yakking from friends and foe

We just had fun with no care and worry for the morrow

But, life happened and now all we know is heartbreak and sorrow.

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I remember the time…

A long, almost forgotten time

Fraught with pain, loss, abuse and forlorn hope

For a love  soured with the flatulence from the winds of time

Carried away on the wings of painful memory

The memory only a flicker of unsavory imagery

Deep loss, sorrow and heart-wrenching pain

Served by Love

From a bloodied hand from an almost forgotten time.

4.12 pm

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  1. babyadachi says:
    10 years ago

    It’s really saddening.

    Insightful.

    Reply
  2. theshaione says:
    10 years ago

    Thank you very much…for the time to visit here. I apprec8.

    Reply

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