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safer past

Good Old Days

February 17, 2024 by Bob Boyd

urban city streets

all over America

infested with drugs

declining country

far cry from its distant past

minus all the drugs

the shootings and the mayhem

mournful modern life

if only we could retrieve

sane days of the past.

Bob Boyd

Categories Poems Tags America in decline, good old days, messed up modern life, safer past Leave a comment
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