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Prospect hell projects

 
I miss the days  
when kids played outside    
playing Relievio, Tag or Hide n Seek    
till the street lights came on.  

Back then,  
all kids knew and understood  
nationwide,    
when the lights came on    
it was time to go home.  
   
“And-god-help-you !”  
if a neighborhood parent caught    
you outside past the light-curfew    
they had no problem grabbing    
you by your ear while dragging you    
to your parents house.  
   
When kids where taught to respect    
their elders, and actually did  
and would rather face a firing squad,    
than be put on punishment    
on a Friday night  
   
Moms would invite a neighborhood    
friend to stay for dinner,    
because she knew    
that kid was having a tough    
time at home, nobody judged  
people just cared back then.  
 
Written by Zazzles (Broom)
Published | Edited 23rd Jan 2025
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