The power still isn’t back.

Nothing is working.

Silence fills the air.

I am taken back to a simpler time,

The one I could only read in stories.

When families were close together,

When playing games on the street was a favourite leisure.

When the soul was free,

When the mind wasn’t under any pressure.

If I could change anything,

I would bring back this time.

When people were truly happy,

When stress and anxiety hadn’t been introduced to the mind.