I know that place called yesterday,
I used to live there to.
All my clothes were handed down,
Not just coat and shoe.
Father was the family head,
But mother took control.
He kept a firm hand on us,
We never lied or stole.
At school we behaeved our self's,
Teachers always right.
Learning tables with a rhyme,
Doing homework every night.
Playing in the back street,
Skiping rope from side to side.
Jumping in and out,
Taking turns with pride.
A single policeman patroled this patch,
His motorbike was heard.
Mischievous children stopped in owe,
cautiously moving on deterred.
Respect was taught a way of life,
Not for reward or gain.
We were all brought up this way,
Why can't we be that way again?.
