A Writer’s Life

Do You Remember?
CJ Levinson

Do you remember a time not so long ago
When everything seemed simpler
And all that mattered was how we lived?
When love and sex weren’t just a dance,
And harsh words didn’t cut so deeply,
And the only way we could talk to each other
Was by letter and by phone?

Do you remember when music and films
Could touch your soul,
And people actually still cared?
A time with no Guantánamo Bay,
And we all looked at each other the same way,
And books were still gateways
To a thousand worlds unknown?

Do you remember when religion
Was still something to be respected,
And trust was something you had to earn?
When terrorism was just a fear,
When pain and death weren’t all you’d hear,
And being safe didn’t mean
Losing who you were?

Do you remember when justice
Was still fair and true,
And someone could speak their mind
Without being locked away?
When the media hadn’t sold their soul,
Life was more important than money or oil,
And we thought we didn’t know everything?

Do you remember when
You still had the power to dream?
All you wanted was to be free

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