Simpler times
Take me back to the simpler times.
When days were still sweat,
and nights laced with dreams.
When guns and shells
were just ammunition, to
a crazy bed time story.
When we did not time
a child's laugh.
When hospitals had healers,
not bombers.
When the world knew the truth
And still chose to voice.
Take me back, I pray.
Let us go back
And live.
© Enyah
When days were still sweat,
and nights laced with dreams.
When guns and shells
were just ammunition, to
a crazy bed time story.
When we did not time
a child's laugh.
When hospitals had healers,
not bombers.
When the world knew the truth
And still chose to voice.
Take me back, I pray.
Let us go back
And live.
© Enyah