I remember when..
a man's word was his worth
worth dying for, worth living for.
Now it's plastic fantastic
voiding hot air into nothingness.
I remember when..
it was about the communal buzz
and pushers were pariahs.
Now its designer drugs for creepy babies
and slingin' dope for an income.
I remember when..
you could fish under clear skies
and eat what you caught.
Now it's ozone depletion
and mercury poisoning.
a man's word was his worth
worth dying for, worth living for.
Now it's plastic fantastic
voiding hot air into nothingness.
I remember when..
it was about the communal buzz
and pushers were pariahs.
Now its designer drugs for creepy babies
and slingin' dope for an income.
I remember when..
you could fish under clear skies
and eat what you caught.
Now it's ozone depletion
and mercury poisoning.
Author notes
prompt: I remember when...
hope to return with better when muse gets her head out of her ass
A contest entry
- I remember when by sheltered.
700 points, ended November 1, 2008, 29 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Oh. This is a nice poem that you have penned in here. This is the second one I've found on the featured tonight that has a political theme to it. I like that. We need more people to speak out about their feelings on world issues. I think you've done a good job of expressing yourself here.
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wow never seen that coming but cool
the only thing i remember is when a man promised something he would keep it but thats not the same anymore lol later -
I remember when...
Promises were told to keep,
a legacy of a love tale embellished
As children rocked away to sleep,
a safe haven that mused and relished;
Now there’s hardly any promises kept
our youth tainted and slept unfed,
whilst darkness leisurely crept;
Their guardian angels lament and wept.
Hope this gets your muse out her ass.


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this is definitely poem you should resurrect!
powerful indeed....and we all shook our heads with you
and AGREED!
enough is enough already!
BRAVO! I really like this poem.


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thanx, not one of my favs and very incomplete. i see this one rambling on, just waitting for the muse to cough out the rest.
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we've really gone to the shitter haven't we?
"designer drugs for creepy babies"
great line -
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heheehe thanx tim. "creepy babies" is one of my fav coinphrases.
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WOW thats ironic

Me and my boyfriend were just discussing what you just said in your poetry, espcially the first part!
And as for the fishing thing i agree with because our waters down here are so toxic now... i wouldn't even trust just touching the water. Its gross and needs big changes.
Im glad to see someone hasn't lost their values.
Refreshing write you've got here.
Good job.

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I remember when..
a man's word was his worth
worth dying for, worth living for.
Now it's plastic fantastic
voiding hot air into nothingness.
All true, but for me the first one is the hardest truth, keep it flowing and good luck in the contest -
I enjoyed this ... The whole truth of society as it crumbles, even though there was so much back then to worry about; it seems as though none of this was even a blink on the horizon. The sadness lies in the fact that, its getting worse. Damn I am sullen lol. Seriously though, nice write - allowing room for thought to ponder on. Best wishes in the contest!


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How true
Heck, hoss, poor, filthy-rich Bob Dylan himself wrote a song called The Times They Have Changed a couple of years back...Won awards, too.

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Yep, you're right! Things have gone down hill!! I remember simpler times too!



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