August 14, 2012 7.35am
There was a time…
A long, almost forgotten time
When we would lie in the shade beside the muddy pool
Sleeping and basking in the sunset cool
That was when life was fun
When the day was lit by the sun
When brothers didn’t march the streets in thirsty search
Of blood to spill and lives to butcher.
*
I remember the time…
A Long, almost forgotten time
When we gathered and played in the yard
Little children with no expectation beyond what we had
Clothes dirtied from rollicking in the sands
Mud, spittle and other unspeakable dirt on our feet and hands
A time, almost long forgotten time
When play and fun wasn’t frowned at as wasting time
A time we had to be us and just be free.
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I remember the time…
A long, almost forgotten time
When having a crush was silly and nothing more
When a blush would bring so much ribbing and yakking from friends and foe
We just had fun with no care and worry for the morrow
But, life happened and now all we know is heartbreak and sorrow.
*
I remember the time…
A long, almost forgotten time
Fraught with pain, loss, abuse and a forlorn hope
For a love soured with the flatulence from the winds of time
Carried away on the wings of painful memory
The memory only a flicker of unsavory imagery
Deep loss, sorrow and heart-wrenching pain
Served by Love
From a bloodied hand from an almost forgotten time.
Merci.
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shaifamily @shaifamily
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well…
I would say ‘nice’. It did bring back some memories though.
Nice.
Dude!!!
This is great!
Respect!
@kaycee
You know wah I’ll say right?
Merci…..
Cool… Who else would have written that?
hahaha @francis
Daalu!
Nice to know you found it worthy.
A joy-read!
@kayceenj cool.
Thanks for reading….and appreciating it.
There was a time when
Blackberry and apple were just fruits
People lived in peace
When children love to face their books….
Great write.Kudos!
hahaha @uchechukwu Apple and Blackberry eh?
Lolssssss!!!
Well, that is not all of it though…in fact, that wasn’t part of it. But, it fits in well; having thought abt it now.
This is nice at Shai. It did strike a cord. Well done sir.
@chemokopi my man!!!!
nice…made me remba that ‘time’
ehen? Which time abeg @sylvia
Memories are good right?
@Shaifamily Superb.
Deep bow to @yahayamadu
Thanks for taking the time…and for even commenting.
I apprec8.
Resplendent…
What more can I say?
errrm @Purple I am honoured.
In btw, There is more. There is always more to say. In my own experience, that is.
Merci…..
yeah, this is splendid
Merci @ville
This is poignant.
Poi-gini?
hmmm… but now we’ve grown ba?
@daireenonline Yes, we have. Now, we are at each others’ throats….forgetting when we ran around naked and without a care.
Changes are inevitable…
Gone are those days…
Let’s enjoy the present as we plan for the future
Shai, u try well, well!
@ayistar
True, time changes. Nothing to do about that…but let us still retain what is good in the memories we had. People bombing others they most likely grew up with, played with even probably had sex with is all so wrong!
We should remember…
this made me long for ‘the time’
great job!
@kiah
Merci. It is what we all should do…go back and find that which we forgot.
Reflections…nostalgia all put in colorful lines singing a wishful tune…
nice. Typical shai.
@Afronuts Bro!!!
Thanks. How av you been?
Nice rendering bro.
This line I particularly like…
“For a love soured with the flatulence from the winds of time”
@midas yea; time changes everything. In this instance, it soured good memories and made enemies and killers of people who once played as children.
Who else can this craft be ascribed? But to the one and only @shai…@shaifamily you sabi this thing no be small.See dem lyrics tight man.You nailed this one perfectly man.Chop knuckle man.You Gbasky man. I love this @shaifamily, you are indeed a poet with distinction.
Thank you for sharing.
@sambrightomo errrm, ok o!
Merci….