ali chukwuemeka

Rookie - 10 Points (03 01 1989 / abeokuta)

The Good Old Days - Poem by ali chukwuemeka

Immorality has become the order of the day
In shorts and trousers women stroll around
Seating at my veranda most workaday
Looking at men and women who cannot be distinguished
From hair to toe strange things on their body
It seems the whole world is really turning around

Civilization has eaten dip into our body
I hope one day we'll wake up to realize this
Our culture lays in a state of jeopardy
Is it normal? crazyness is what I call this
Our culture, civilization has thrown faraway
In a state where I think he enjoys no bliss

If the world desides to go mad
On these new fashion that god took no delight
Should the black skinned too also be mad
At the things that our progenitors took no delight
If the green ones decides to go mad
What happens to the gray hairs that took it light

How I wish to see those good old days
Of which I can bet
With my last penny was the best
As time goes by and by, I wish to see changes


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 10, 2013



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