~
we were young
the music played
each of us
had a choice,
love or war
flowers or fear
so young but we
had to choose,
they sang of surf
and sunshine
fear of the bomb
and nothing left after,
free love or folklore
anthems or heroes
we were young
the music played
and we chose
being too young
to care
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© Graham R Sherwood 04/26
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