JayA Poem by J. Tyler Harris
Men go marching, cannons boom
Shirtwastes made on a burning loom General stores, Bob Dylan's dream Sex and drugs on the silver screen Lies, scandals, Wall Street stocks Housewives and children, doors locked Confessions of the average sinner The national debt keeps gettin' bigger Winter comes and summers shines Socialites taste expensive wines Hotels and bars the community pool You don't have to work we'll pay for school The Old Union men striking again Teenagers trying to fit in Money madness, 1929 Donate your change your nickels and dimes Running forward running fast Don't look back you can't repeat the past Lines of cars, constitution zone Skipping rocks and rolling stones Bronze and brass, beatnik jazz Come one come all, play or pass Dust bowl blows, sun it shines Vietnam rain, get back in line What ever happened to Roanoke Tune in, drop out, have a smoke Red coat blood, scientific grant American graffiti, buy war stamps Interment camps, out on bond Get a new tv and turn it on Children now don't wonder too far You Save up, you get a cool car Immigration, 1492 Indians were here way before you Running forward running fast Don't look back you can't repeat the past © 2016 J. Tyler Harris |
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