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[title] => How Times have changed
[time] => 2007-04-24 03:10:16
[hometext] => How times have changed - the shooting at that Virginian College made me cry ....Where have the SAFE times gone? when we all respected eachother AND LIFE itself?
[bodytext] => How times have changed... since I was a child No idea of time,was allowed to run wild Safe in my world, close to my home Allowed out to play out with friends or alone Crossing the road, was easy as pie Could cross any safely whilst closing an eye Could roam thru the park or a forest with glee Picking wild flowers no one with me Walking my dog, to the local sweet shop People that knew me always would stop I could talk to anyone female or male knowing I'd be safe to tell the tale Today now I don't feel safe, when time it hits eight Only drive places, never out late Can't get cross the road, 'less I'm fast as wild cat Closing my eyes now? I'd NEVER do that!.......... Roam thru a park? or a forest alone? Never do that, drive all the way home Talk to a stranger? Now way late at night Wait til its morning or safe in daylight! What has the world come to? The innocent child? When children WERE children So sweet meek and mild! I wish it was back then when we all loved eachother And we knew we were safe with friends or our Mother... But time has moved on now....and we must move on too But I wish it was BACK THEN, Don't you wish too? [comments] => 2 [counter] => 173 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Malcolmsdreamgirl [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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