Thursday, May 19, 2011

Upon Reflection

I was going through old CDs and they sure can bring back memories.  The one that I'm listening to right now (and which inspires this poem) is Green Day's American Idiot.  One of the things that I remember is how much I identified with it all, thinking it authentic, if not exactly wise.  I think you'll find it terrible.  The  poem, the lifestyle, the worldview.  Just utter crap.  (The music is still enticing, though.)

A thumping drum,
A sucking thumb,
A coke and rum.
There.  You're a bum.

3 comments:

Lone Wolf said...

That's it in a nutshell. nice one.

John said...

The rebellion of youth, crashes hard against the experience of life. Nice summary

W.B. Picklesworth said...

Thanks. I aim to please.