Once In Youthful Age Poem by Wayne Falconer

Well well well tell me friend.
How did you spend your youthful twenties.
Shall you, will you, enlighten me then.
Was it all wisely, unwisely spent man.

Living in spacey flat sharing the high times.
Sometimes feeling those paranoid vibe blues.
Parta hippie vibe parta hippie tribe
and always underground music played loud.

Girls in long bright flowery dresses.
Young teens walked through your life.
Charming and tender they all surely were
if you or I can remember scene rightly.

Were you responsible irresponsible then.
Bending your senses with mind blowing chemicals
while incense burned strobe lights glowing red
smoking your herbal peace brother muse pipe.

Sailing close to the high cliff stone edge.
Drink and smoke were always problem line.
Let's say foolishness abounded around man
craziness was often close at hand.

An idealism wasn't some freakish word.
If you or I can recall utopian musical wave.
wild clothes and long hair scene was surely in.
The fashion statement told a lot about you.

Did everybody have high time of fun.
Playing the hippie with rocking regal style.
Dancing upon the rock beat cosmic driving mile.
Every mother son was parta hip generation.

Anti establishment was the golden rule.
Hey man were we really cool or just fools.
Yes some might say could say immature.
Well maybe but I blame hippie space trip.

Well well well I could rap on forever.
Concerning that wonderful marvelous rock age.
Accept I'd better close the page tonight
while question answers spiral through my mind.