Where has time gone?

Where has time gone?

A Poem by tiana hernandez

This society is crazy 
Not the same as in the ninety's
Love now in days 
Is not like it was in the eighty's
Respect is never shown 
Instead it is thrown 
Loyalty isn't the same
Now it is broken and others are to blame
It is such a shame

In the ninety's men used to bring flowers to their lady 
Now in this society all they give away is a baby 
However, real men don't leave 
They stay and believe 
But boys leave 
And don't believe
They don't believe in loyalty
Treating their female like royalty
Or calling her a princess
Instead men are left in a small percentage 
And that is 100 percent average 

Love now in days isn't love 
It was something that used to be put up above
It was something given from the heart 
But this society broke that apart
Their used to be females who were truthful
Now their forgetful 
Forgetful of their worth 
Then these boys go from one to another 
From one girl to the other 
But real men 
They don't pretend
Their in honor of their word
Their honesty
Their loyalty
And their title

Respect?
No, now people play the suspect 
Respect used to be earned
Now it is burned
Burned into ashes
While these girls sit in the streets getting cashes
Females throw their body 
Thinking every boy will keep them cozy
That is the truth in this society
It was not like that in the past 
And I wish the past could've last 
I wish it lasted longer
So this society will know and not be a burner

Loyalty? A word that is not even used anymore
Now it is broken hardcore
People show, it is even ignored
People aren't true to their partner
Especially when they are apart in the outer
Back then their was loyalty
Everyone was and had their royalty
People fell in love with personality 
Now it is all about sexuality 
It is not fair 
Now to love you have to spare?
No, love should be for one 
Respect should be for one 

But were in twenty nineteen
Where nothing is done clean
People cheating left and right 
Girls getting into fights on sight 
Boys being boys and not maturing 
Meanwhile the real men are hardworking and growing 
Some minding their business
While others are playing quits
Why cant it be like the old times
Where it didnt matter if you had dimes
Where you can walk 
And nobody will talk 
Where a female can walk outside
And a guy wont ask them for a ride

Why has time changed? 
I think its because of the page 
The new page of this generation
That has become a situation 
Where's the change

© 2019 tiana hernandez


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tiana hernandez
tiana hernandez

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Hi world. I write poems on my free time. I tend to hit on topics that are based on real life, such as pain,love, healing,strength,faith,happiness,etc. While reading my poems you will read about diffe.. more..

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