I Remember

I remember.
I remember a time when I was free.
A time when my people could walk to streets of other cities without being harassed.
I remember a time when cruelty was met with justice, not cruelty in turn.
I remember when men and women were inspired by honor, not the petty desires of childish dreams.
It was like that, one time, long ago.
The situation was better,
Not for you, not for me, but for all.
I remember all of these things.
But I do not wish to remember them.
I merely wish them to be.

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