The
way of life
The
old of our times
The
community services
The
children had their days
When
developments never came
When
private owners had their tenants
Of
houses built and rented out
In
the villages of our times
When
internet hadn't arrived
The
children bonded out together
Playing
games and physical activities
We
didn't hear of boys and girls go missing
The
playground in the villages
The
open fields and kite flying
Those
were the times
Until
mass developments came
Then
everything changed
The
value of friendship too
It
was measured in money
The
bonding slowly disappeared
Those
were the days
Where
life was free
Bonding
was easy
Nothing
about differences
Those
days were gone
The
capturing memories stayed
The
disappearing face of bonding
Now
it is race and religion
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