Gone Away

Gone Away

A Poem by Joyce Marie

Gone away
Are the Warm golden days
Like a keepsake memory, forever cherished
Locked in yesterday
 
Childhood dreams
and running through fields of gold
but memories were traded for technology
and yesterday was sold
 
Old farmhouses
and goin fishing til sundown
sitting on the front porch
and growing up in this sleepy little town
 
Willow trees
were traded for pollution in the air
There are crackhouses on every corner
and kids get shot in school for prayer
 
We were taught to help our fellow man
but children are starving in the states
We were taught to love one another
but now there's only rascism and hate
 
Men keep blaming eachother
For things that happened in the past
Our generation was never responsible
but we'll taste the aftermath
 
Money just wasn't important back then
all we needed was enough to get by
Now people get stabbed over a dollar
so the latest junkie can keep his high
 
Little girls used to play dressup
Now they're standing out there on the corner
Selling their souls and trying to survive
and yet somewhere that's someone's daughter
 
So busy trying to live the fast life
That we’ve forgotten how to take it slow
Slaving away while the suits get paid
This life quickly grows old
 
Drowning like Opheilia
Weighted down by our own material needs
Another mortgage, another debt to be paid
Another soul that tends to bleed
 
They say money is the root of all evil
But man needs money just to survive
The world has gone a little crazy
But we’re just trying to stay alive
 
Yes gone are the many golden years
Better days that are lost somewhere in the past
Times we’ll never see again
For nothing surely last

© 2009 Joyce Marie


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