Simple

By Scott Watson

Life used to be so simple.
The world ended at the property line of the place called home.
Fears could be vanquished by the comforting hold of a parent.
Those fears that couldn't, could be turned over to an entity with a silent prayer.
Sex, a funny word used in jokes.
Reality, easily pushed aside by daydreams.
Tomorrow, a day to look forward to.
War, a game played with inanimate objects.
Death and change, foreign concepts, and trust, given to every one.
Life used to be so simple.

Home. A distant memory visited only in dream.
Parents kept at arms length. Fears grow on a daily basis.
God. A bad joke. Prayers go unanswered.
Trust a rare gift bestowed on few.
Reality, pushes aside dreams in the night.
Sex, a word with dangerous overtones.
Labels and losses. Trust refused.
War, a game played by strangers using friends and relatives.
Threat of death hangs ever present. Change, a daily occurrence.
The future. Uncertain. Unknown. Alone. I'm afraid.
What happened, life used to be so simple.