I Miss Them

by Boogienights

The good old days were more carefree,
even in Chicago's southside.
We weren't scared to go out and play,
or take our bikes out for a ride.

The ice-cream truck came everyday,
if lucky, then you'd have a dime.
On hot sidewalks, with dripping cones,
we'd always have a real great time.

Absent were cell phones, computers,
we owned a black and white TV.
But it went off air at midnight,
and static was all you could see.

Teachers taught reading and writing,
no lessons 'bout gender and race.
Kids these days grow up too fast,
life goes at a much quicker pace.

Not saying that things were perfect,
but still a much happier time.
Much less division and hate-speak,
police allowed then, to stop crime.

Citizens were patriotic,
statues were revered, not torn down.
I really long for the old days,
when craziness did not abound.

We grew up poor but were happy,
we didn't have much, there's no doubt.
But family really mattered,
and isn't that what life's about?

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