A thousand years ago when the world was simple.

People didn't go around just to get high.

Life was good and everyone knew it.

You fought your enemy with a sword in your hand and courage in your heart.

And the next go-around was just as good

But now the world is ******* up people are dying of drug overdose and killing people in the street's oh how this world has gone straight to hell and may never come back to find peace in the destruction. Poem by Shelby Kathleen Nightingale