Desirette E. Aviles
The Roaring Twenties - Poem by Desirette E. Aviles
Soldiers returning, no jobs to be found,
Nothing to do but search around.
Violence filled the newstands
The first page showed blood on his hands.
This is how it all began.
Prohibition won the race,
Speakeasies reared its ugly face.
Growth of organized crime,
Made Al Capone do hard time
Prohibition was erase.
Young women fought for rights.
Flappers are still my knights.
Older women smirked,
While flappers worked
Women are equal to men.
Jazz was create,
It was well rated!
Ev'ry morning, Ev'ry evening, anit we got fun?
Dance with that person you want to call hon.
Now my 'Roaring Twenties' are done.
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