We Were Young …
and passed joints …
laughing despite the war
consuming us;
free to do anything but drink,
vote, have sex,
or smoke pot.
We were encouraged to die instead.
It was 1966,
we didn‘t know any better.
"We Were Young" a poem by David H. Roche
Photograph taken 5/9/2009 by David H. Roche at the Bonneville dam.
a Clear Running Water state of mind.
(C) 2012
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Tuesday, May 15, 2012
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