Remember them days?
Remember the good old days.
When fistfights were the thing of the day.

No one shot by a gun.
No one forever left to avoid apologies.
For if you had a firm good parent.

You learn to return to solve that conflict.
For when the two combative got before one another with parents of common sense.

They mainly ended up as friends.

Then came the kids having kids.
And many never had good guidance.
Like back in the day when most grandparents taught you to be a young parent.

Now we got kids having kids and lost and alone.
Thinking they are grown.
Boy, are they wrong?

Yes, remember the day.
When being gang related was far from the brain.

Your leader of the GANG if you were connected.
Was your mom and dad.

****, how things have changed.