I don't remember much from my childhood,
it was then when everything happened.
They say it all changed
and I can see that-
but maybe it needed to change.
No one ever talks about that.
Things are more difficult now
but difficult in a way our ancestors
centuries ago would recognize.
All the usual worries are still here
but we got along
as well as we ever have.
There is silence in the ruins,
we have no need
to immortalize the mistakes,
we know well.
My skin is dark from the sun
but there is no other way
I would have it.
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