Nineteen Fifty Something

It was the time when teenagers were born

to parents who had given up their shape

to fit into old people’s clothes

so they could hold the line,

to try to stem the flow 

of the coming revolution.

It was the time when music became dangerous

and could no longer speak across generations,

a time when new alliances were formed

and old ones forgotten or misremembered.

New friends, new foes,

new fears alongside the old.

Such was that time 

back in the beginning,

back in the beginning of our time

the time when we began 

to make ourselves up

and run free

for a time.

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