"Old School"

“Old School”

I miss the days of “Old School”,

when right was right and honor was rule.

When ones word was more valued than gold,

and could never be bought and would never be sold.

When there were no games to be played,

and the shake of a hand sealed a deal firmly made.

Because respect was something earned not demanded,

and those who chose not to stood reprimanded.

Back when trust and be trusted was not something rare,

and respect for one’s family was unquestionably clear.

When watching backs was the only way

we all got by from day to day.

And those who called themselves friend,

would never set you up for a fall in the end.

When they walked the talk that they talked,

creating no shame, for each in their own

would claim their own blame.

For true to their word was all that they had

Knowing best just to claim what was truly their bad.

Now it saddens me to see, so many without priority

and I find it harder yet, to know I must accept

“OLD SCHOOL” as a minority!

Pamela “96”