Friday, February 29, 2008
I'm going to be 59 next month
Yesterday, I was 18.
Time is like the ocean tide
eternal yet finite
I don't know where I got lost, but one day I woke up and nothing was the same.
No respect, No tolerance, No love
Ah yes, the summer of love...so far away....dashed upon the rocks of the me generation
Our generation was going to change the world
In the fruitless quest for more, we raised two generations that care for no one but themselves
We see ourselves in their reflection
How did it all go so wrong?
I still cling to one hope that in the end it will be ok and
If it isn't ok...it isn't the end