These days all we see is, we are a generation that will never come back. A generation that went to school and walked back. A generation that did their homework alone to get out asap to play in the street. A generation that spent all their free time on the street. A generation that played hide and seek when dark. A generation that made mud cakes. A generation that collected sports cards.
A generation that found, washed and sold empty coke bottles to the local grocery store for five (5) cents each. A generation that plays in ponds and rivers with no fear. A generation that stays awake deep at night, listening to night stories and narrations from Grandpa and Grandma. A generation that cracks palmnut and makes kites, boats and aero planes from paper.
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A generation that makes cars from milk and milo cans. A generation that made paper toys with their bare hands. A generation who bought vinyl albums to play on record players. A generation that collected photos and albums of clippings. A generation that played board games and cards on rainy days. A generation whose television went off at midnight after playing the National Anthem.
A generation that had parents who were there. A generation that laughed under the covers in bed so parents didn’t know we were still awake. A generation where rich kids envy we the poor. A generation of an entire and endless happiness. A generation that is passing and unfortunately will never return. Very terrible!
Cc: Odehe Kojo
Poet Nazir is a writer and an editor here on ThePoetsHub. Outside this space, he works as a poet, screenwriter, author, relationship adviser and a reader. He is also the founder & lead director of PNSP Studios, a film production firm.
