Youngtime.. walked..


For eternal love… a prayer of thanks to drink and sup.. playing on this wonder world.. why must a child grow up?

Songs sung from a time of love recognized me so.. sang  along fine images romantic passion flow.. ganja smoke in kisses french and names not known again.. every second comes back home.. every act each friend..

Down canyons where all too soon plaster post war ruled.. learned of life coyote.. rabbit.. life death was the school.. back to sense of home.. school where praised what born in mind.. young rebel.. good inside.. purpose.. love.. strong gentle tide..

Boys and girls all colors.. worlds.. actions from before.. brought home to a pregnant child.. politely walked the floor.. of a jr. hi school.. child with child a lesson learned.. about food.. water.. care of blood.. passion.. brass screws so turned..

Braying always saying.. seemed about every four years.. seemed a long way off to child with child.. her wants.. and tears.. turning on the mesa flash from East 50 meg blasts.. ‘deterrent’ what they called it.. defend our homeland first and last..

’58 one more surprise opened by boys.. learned from TV heroes brave grown with destruct toys.. on to Vietnam the many said though more said no.. a mother loves her child at home.. one less dad to show..

Seems best dreams of dreamers.. ones of love and peace and song.. dreams of perfect purpose cynics words.. unwise.. not strong.. best made by best minds to find a world of love and peace.. strong along forever.. time when evil is released.. 

Peace Tony

©AC.5.3.2016.arr././

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About cryinforthedyin

I write philosophy and poetry. I postulate solutions for problems..I find similiar things in history to compare to present day, hoping to find a solution to the seemingly difficult task of giving and receiving love. I play music. Blues harp, piano, guitar, electric and acoustic. I sing..I love to sing..Peace Tony
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