Days of old

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It’s a very sorry state

this country is in,

Where do I start

where do I begin?

It’s nothing like the place

where I was born and bred,

Manners and respect

are all but dead.

Rarely do we see

a day without pain,

Where someones loss

is anothers gain.

We had community spirit

and a sense of worth,

Now we simply exist

on this harsh earth.

People are starving

help us they cry,

Others just wait

just wait to die.

We can never go back

to the world of the past,

It just wouldn’t work

it just couldn’t last.

Those days long ago

I will miss forever,

When people cared

and stood together.

Kenny McIntire