THE GOOD OLD DAYS. I remember long time ago. When we dance in the moonlight. And listening to the old folklores. While sitting by the firelight. Young and old come out to play. Everyone is healthy and gay. No one is called a stranger. As long as you come to stay. We eat together in the same plate. Because we don't discriminate. Though,the water we drink is muddy. We still rejoice for we are all happy. Gone are the good old days. Where you can go wherever you may. Without fear of being in hardship. For you're always welcomed wherever you stay. Today,we distance ourselves. Because we are too civilized. I wish we go back to our olden ways. Bring me back to my good old days. Omoniyi Wasiu Abiodun. ©Dec,2019. #goodolddays.
