Going Back

The other day I went astray Just walked the streets I used to know Stores long gone Just felt real low Familiar faces Not one in sight Odd people there Things just not right The drug store guy My candy store The barber My best of friends All no more Yet I have to quell my fears I've not been back for fifty years. Buildings where I used to play Still standing there But in decay Windows, doorways all with bars Streets are empty No parked cars Broken vials every where No one left Who seems to care As I leave And drive away I think of how I used to play In the streets we hit a ball Then we heard our mothers call Up we went In for the night Everything just seemed Real right But that was very long ago So now its time To let things go