by Joe David
Naïve they said
We know better they said
Protest is futile
And probably treasonous
They sent even more troops
But students took to the streets
Fueled by rage
Bonded by music
They marched and sat-in
Drawing the attention
……of a distracted nation
One presidency fell
Another took over
The returning body bags
…. with a final flight
Victory was declared
Except in VA hospitals
.....and under bridges
Mary Travers died Wednesday at age 72.
Posted on 09/18/2009
Copyright © 2020 Joe David
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by George Hoerner on 09/18/09 at 12:23 PM|
Body bags seem to return home daily and none have flowers painted on them. Sad very sad. But fighting seems to be all we are capable of. Good write.
|Posted by Glenn Currier on 09/18/09 at 01:42 PM|
You thrust me back to some bad old painful memories but remind me also of the glories expressed in the music... the lively, piercing, exuberant music of the time. I love the way you hear history and its consequences with a musical ear. Wonderful poem, Joe. Thanks.
|Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 09/18/09 at 06:08 PM|
She was a strong voice, and will ever be "Blowin' In The Wind(s)" of changes. Good write. Thanks.
|Posted by Tony Whitaker on 09/19/09 at 03:08 AM|
How many times, as one who traveled constantly, did I hum that song in my head, I'm Leaving On a Jet Plane hearing Mary's voice as she lamted so mournfully. Now I mourn for her. Thank you for this trubute and to sweet memories of my youth.
|Posted by Charlie Morgan on 09/19/09 at 03:25 PM|
...i'm closed-mouthed, a staggering societal movement in several stanzas, a sorrowful concept, war and killing, but a delightful succinct view, and posit.
|Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 09/21/09 at 12:43 AM|
You certainly catch the spirit of millions of youth during that period. It is so unfortunate that there wasn't the will to execute this war to win!
|Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 09/22/09 at 10:38 AM|
this poem hits close to home. I was there on both fronts. saw it from both sides. as a soldier and as a civilian. these were turbulent times, from which we are as yet to recover. the music especially, Mary's, Paul's, Peter's and all that generation of music, all of it one of a kind which spoke to the soul and to the head and to every body part that counted.
|Posted by Charlie Morgan on 05/30/10 at 11:26 PM|
...congrats for POTD, mybrother Joe...still a good write after reading it again.