we were running away
from the bonds of our parents
having donned the wheels of rebellion
looking for invisible lines to cross
having heard from those
who’d already gone over
that those who dare become winners

and yes
they were there
as they’d always been
those special candies
as sweet and enticing
as anything we’d tasted
on the fair grounds
of our childhood

like precious jewels
all that had to be done
was dig them up
as much of this Earth
as the basic elements
of whose names
we’d fall asleep to in chemistry class

and yes
those lines we certainly did cross
finding them easily
amid the gold of counter culture
and though some didn’t like what they found
felt compelled to cross back over
to a simpler time
some of us could never go back
having found what we searching for
all our short lives

a way to sugar coat our world
mine those treasures
to ensure a continuous supply
by exporting newfound paradise for profit
no matter the risk
regardless the cost
in the process
to become professionals
in the company of dealers

© 1990

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