Year 1 #sol17 6/31

Looking back

I’m sure we’ll say
Things were better
In our day

But right now
Future unsure
It’s like our dreams
Have turned impure

No more can man
Become something more
It’s like we’ve gone back
To years before

The rich and the poor
That’s all they can see
But what about the middle man
You and me

Why can’t we continue
To make strides
Instead of falling back
Away like tides

White clouds turned grey
No more sun
Fighting every day
The war’s begun


2 thoughts on “Year 1 #sol17 6/31

  1. mrssurridge says:

    It does feel like a war, doesn’t it? But I can guarantee that “they” will look back and say things were better today. My great grandma said it, my grandma said it, my mom said it and even I’ve said it.


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