We thought we’d done it!
Created the basis for a future
based on peace and love and civil rights.
Even a pandemic couldn’t stop us at Woodstock.
We were unstoppable!
In diverse countries
we saw the rebels become statesmen.
We thought the struggle was over.
And now with hindsight,
I wonder if we would do it again
now we know what happened next.
And if I could go back
with that knowledge,
would I want to?
Would I want
the person hindsight made me.
And with hindsight,
would I be there for me to find?