17 December


She never thought she'd make it this far

back in the day she was groovy

taking a stand against the man and the machine

but she was just a symbol now,

of another time

once the stars collided in the sky above her

bright and colourful

now she saw them grinding slowly to a halt

one foot in the grave

and the other resting on a couch she could barely get out of

she played  her cards and rested her head on the cusions

told her grandson to turn down the volume

"you call that crap is music....

back in my day, now we had music..."



  1. She still sounds groovy - and yep..hate music these days too - ;)

  2. Music is such a generational thing, more given to protest rather than accept, to shock rather than calm...and so we get older.


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