Aint Like It Used To Be
Ain’t Like It Used To Be
Miracle Man
3/18/2023
like a mantle, the fog envelopes me,
while choking rays from every street lamp pole.
In thought I recall how things used to be,
at life's time when I was just a tadpole.
In thought I sit, journeying back in time,
and it's nothing like I have remembered.
Early news is all about last night’s crime,
of shootings and a body dismembered.
Of civil unrest in some world region,
starving people unable to survive.
Bullying countries with mighty legions,
making me thankful for being alive.
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