Sunday, December 30, 2012

Before the change

He walks the dog
Like my uncle did
Before the world changed
Before everything
Needed to get sold
Before anybody
Could make an honest buck
Before the landscape
Got raped and over developed
When the air still
Smelled clean,
When he stroke
The back fields
Before he needed to
Keep everything on a leash
Need to mark everything down
In an account book
Of who owes who
And for what
Before the change
When he still believed
This path led to someplace
Other than where it leads,
When we all believed
We had what it took
To get somewhere
Other than what we did
When we all thought
Love was enough.

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