I remember

 I remember a time

 when love didn't cost a dime

 it's currency was heart, mind and soul

nowadays the above are more relative fundamental principles for a crime

 Today I have to facebook you,

 follow you on twitter, google you,

 skype with you and then face time

you before I give you the opportunity

of the value of a dime

I remember a time

when life was still,

we hang out under the shades of palm trees

and talked about the future and what we would be

we sought counsel and planned to become...

Today we have a propensity for speed

life is faster than Hussein bolt and no one wants to be old

we plan our yesterdays, are surprised by our today and we wonder why

our tomorrow may be cold

we connect virtually; on newsfeeds, social networks and through other apps

I am surprised dinner is still served live- I could be wrong, perhaps!

I remember a time when love was like a dove instead of a garlic clove-

great until you really try it

and giving of our time face-to-face was no crime

and the future was WE not I

and speed was a collaborative tool to succeed

and not die in pursuit of independent glory for thine.

Today, let us remember that the old wineskins are of the past

let us bear up the cup of new wineskins

and create innovative milestones of memories exemplary for the present

and future generations

so that they could remember a time like today.

© Natacha Ntagara