Do you remember the days of old, back when the grass was green and life was simple?
When people around you smiled and offered a helpful hand to their brothers and sisters?
Do you remember your family, those few who loved you boundlessly, for better or for worse?
The days of carefree games back in the garden, and the hearty laughs of your parents as they watched you?
Do you remember when you walked along the beach, shoulder to shoulder with your second half, and gazed into the crystal waters in search of shining shells?
The waters one could safely drink from the spring, and the shells which were once homes to more than just sludge?
Do you remember these days when people weren't at each other's throats, when there were no wars, no petty conflicts settled in bloodshed?
Back when blood was a gift given freely by a man of great heart, not a prize snatched with the claws of a madman?
Do you remember when the sky was something more than a black cloud of acidic death?
When you raised your head without fear of your eyesight melting away in a downpour of sulphur and carbon?
Do you remember when life was a promise?
Not a debt?
Do you remember when world used to care?
Do you remember when we used to be friends?