BACK IN THE DAY.
Back in the day I climbed trees,
Back in the day I chased butterflies,
Back in the day I did not wear a watch,
Back in the day I did not tie my shoes,
Back in the day I built Forts of cardboard boxes,
Back in the day I skipped stones,
Back in the day I ate ice cream til it hurt my teeth,
Back in the day I took naps.
Back in the day I played games.
Now I cry because I see children killed for walking down the street, I hear horrors of others starving because they dont have food to eat, I feel cold listening to stories of Forts being made to protect people from Bombs dropping, Upside down, right side up, the world is spinning all amuck.
So I pray we re-turn to simpler days,
to simpler ways,
to less violence beginning from inside,
moving then to outside.
change our point of view.
Balance life not by some threads, instead by a chain.
A chain thats bound by the iron of Love's unconditional rain.