Poetic-Verses INSPIRATION OF LIFE

Remember the good old days,
Children where safe to go out to play,
We never had television twenty four seven,
Ninety-nine channels it would have been heaven.

Video machines they did not exist,
Game boy a sci-fi comic not to miss,
No we went out for hours on end,
We had real lives not computer friends.

Played rounder’s and run out all day long,
Parents weren’t worried how long we were gone,
First light in the morning home in the dark,
We just played around had a good laugh.

Times then not easy mainly all hard,
But that’s how it was but life was still calm,
If we were bad our knuckles were raped,
And we never ever dare to talk back.

In the summer we walked for miles on our own,
Just to go too a friends to see if there home,
No telephone for us unless you were rich,
We had old tin cans with string in a ditch.

Designer clothes don’t make me laugh,
Mine were me dads built to last,
His old trousers my shorts with the legs cut out,
Nan knitted my tops at night with a candle and stout.

Schools they were stricter the cane then was used,
You’re not punished now they say its abuse,
Teachers could teach the way they were taught,
Now its curriculum done with no thought.

Children were people respected and loved,
Now just numbers pushed and shoved,
Kids have it all what ever they wont,
They lost independence to the do goodie grunts.

We love all the children today just the same,
But there’ll never have what we had in our day,
There smothered and mothered in all that they do,
Treat all there elders like bits of dirt on a shoe.

I wonder who is better of,
Us with nothing or them with the lot,
It seems such a shame times changed this way,
Where have they gone the good old days?

By B Kingsford Copy Write 2,004