There was the
60’s decade,
Assassinations,
social chaos and drugs…
Passing out
and hitchhiking,
With
benevolent Black Panther thugs.
Now I’m in
the 60’s once more,
Google
search found me still alive…
Sepsis,
stones and broken bones,
And the
cliff I chose to dive.
The 60’s
isn’t a time line
It is now my
current age…
I survived the political conflicts,
Now on the
assisted living stage.
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