Poem #20 - 30/30

The Summer of Love


It was four years after the Summer of Love
And I'd been loving you for three of those summers
You were my first, in that time of peace, love, dove
You wanting to teach me the world, to lessen the bummers

And I'd been loving you for three of those summers
A girl blooming into a woman, a flower inside a gun
You wanting to teach me the world, to lessen the bummers
Many a time you came to find me when I was on the run

A girl blooming into a woman, a flower inside a gun
Ready to go off at any moment having been born in an explosion
Many a time you came to find me when I was on the run
Tortured children become crazies, or cops, or crusaders on a mission

Ready to go off at any moment having been born in an explosion
It came easy to want to fight injustice or just be stoned stoned loved
Tortured children become crazies, or cops, or crusaders on a mission
I too wanted an end to the war, an end to all the lies our people were so tired of

It came easy to want to fight injustice or just be stoned stoned loved
You were Romeo, my Tony - 'cause your family said, she's just a kid from the Projx slum
I too wanted an end to the war, an end to all the lies our people were so tired of
In the streets we shouted ¡Si Se Puede and sang We Shall Overcome

You were Romeo, my Tony - 'cause your family said, she's just a kid from the Projx slum
So our relationship went underground, while we tried to make a world we dreamed of
In the streets we shouted ¡Si Se Puede and sang We Shall Overcome
It was four years after the Summer of Love



© Odilia Galván Rodríguez, 2009

for DAR