Yesterday Poem by THEODORE MOSLEY

Hearing the sound of the wind carrying the voices of innocent feet running endlessly.
Capturing the fullness of anticipation with each smile they concede to laughter with summer days.
Engulfed with the moment of nothing we run the streets of safety to endure the fast pace of each other.
Yesterday loved us without holding us hostage from social media of today.
We surrendered ourselves to families unknown to the eyes of your selected ones.
One home became united without the notice of violence transforming to social workers.
Simplicity was the duration of fun until the lights came on and you surrendered your time.
The sweet sound of yesterday is a distant love of today drowned in the tears of heartlessness.

Written by Theodore Mosley
January 12,2017