Those Were The Days Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Those were the days

She smiles but smile
Is as old as I am …

She sings of the tavern
And the days being days…

She takes me to then when
The things were different…

We were young with our ways
Never thought they would end…

Then listen to ABBA
And winner winning all…

Oh, lord of now and then
Tell me of this virus!

Take me out, the brave,
Put a knife on my neck
Want to die, soon, faster…

Then, we were, all friends
And ignored all borders,
Now we are forced to be
At home, in quarantine…

These rulers are useless
As are youths now a days,
Among them, I feel shit
Useless, good for nothing…

I want me gone and dead
Prefer the grave
To living like this shit
That hear is I, me…

Come to me Hendrix and
Joan Baez and Jagger...

Come Tommy sing to me
Delilah, Delilah…