Back in the days, when everything used to be so green
I was just little by then and everything seemed too big
And now that I am old everything keeps getting bigger
Deep down inside my heart is an enormous sea of tears
With every blink of the eye it floods down like a river
Gushing out of my eye balls like a water fall with no fear
Whenever I reminisce about the very good old days
When everything used to be so green and the future so bright
But now looking forward into the past, there is nothing called future
And looking back into the future I see nothing called past all because
We are all living in the present and the past is long gone without a future
A poem written by S Kojo Frimpong
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