A poem by Tommy “Conqueror” Cox
A Time When We Use To Care
There was a time when we used to care
warmth, smiles, loving each other every where
chocolate children creeping around the park
our doors open after 12am, we were not afraid of the dark
sisters respected themselves and wouldn’t let you call them a bad name
friendship and love made you feel good and it wasn’t just another game
mothers made sure that all the neighbor’s’ children were fine
If you needed sage advice the old schools always had time
delicious food saturated the entire block
trust and friendship was as solid as a rock
house parties every Friday night
a sister may not be dressed freakish, she was still a beautiful sight
naturals fixed in every style
there was violence, bur compared to today it was mild
drugs hit our community and tore us all apart
now there is no hope without a brand new start
yes, there was a time when we used to care
now feelings like this has only become a dare