Life was simple long ago,
And good guys always won.
We chased the bad guys on our bikes,
Until the job was done.
We had adventures every day,
Never knowing what we'd face.
We would ride with pirates on a ship,
Or travel through deep space.
We would save the damsel in distress,
And kill the dragon at the door,
We protected the castle till dinner time,
And then we'd fight some more.
We would dig a trench and build a fort,
Put our house up in a tree.
Gather friends on our homemade boat,
And sail it out to sea.
Times have changed and innocence lost,
Good guys are gone it seems.
They can only be found in our memories.
Back in our childhood dreams.
(C) 2016 Edward York
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- Comment from author about the poem: Just more childhood reflection.
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Spectacular piece! I interpreted it as how when we are children we are exposed to naive ideas of good and evil. As if it's always black and white, and not a shift of goals and different character traits that define us.
This is a beautiful--reminiscing about your childhood days. Before all this technology. Times have certainly changed but some things hopefully never will. Great piece, I enjoyed reading!
Just a child who refuses to grow up.
A great reflection on the time in our lives that we still knew we were creating our own reality. Well done, lg!
"Life was simple long ago,"
Life was simple then because we were simple.
Fine writing.
Great write. I was always one of the 'Good Guys' as we fought against all those 'Baddies' back in our wonderful childhood days.
We need more good guys now.
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