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Poetry Challenge This world of tarnished oppulence
disturbs the mind of many a men.
Total disregard for society
Extreme putrification of morals,
terrify parents raising up children.
The devil incarnate gathers souls by the thousands.
Where have the helpful & cordial disappeared?
Gone into the land of I, me, & mine.
The 'do unto others, before they do unto to you'.
If only we could return to the good old days.
I couldn't have said it better. I feel the same way. I can remember when I walked 2 miles to school through the back way down the railroad tracks and KNEW that if I didn't wait on my whining brother, Mr. Alford at the little store at the top of the hill would tell Momma. We have so much to be thankful for. Memories of a better time. EVERYBODY took care of everybody else's kids on a mill village, and you minded Mrs. Bailey just like you did your own Momma. She was just as much an authority figure as relatives. You know, I've thought this a lot of times. The sixties nearly destroyed this country. Now see what you did and you thought it was tough? Girl, you got on that soapbox and preached.
Jessica