black and white

                 Black & White

When I was a boy, I played suburban war-games

Or cowboys and Indians.

I’d shoot at my brothers with a wooden gun,

And have endless arguments about who killed who.. 

“ Yeh , I shot you five times in the head! ”

“ Did not! “

“ Did so! “

We didn’t have a clue;

We were back-yard heroes!

We’d watch the “goodguys”

Beat the “badguys” on T.V.

Happy endings guaranteed

And of course, Our side was always right!

It was the sixties & life was black and white.

God save the Queen & God bless America!

We were brain-washed at an early age;

We even stood to attention

Whenever they raised the flag

And played the anthem on T.V!

I swear it’s true!

The old man was British army, spit and polish

Through and through!!

We cried when Kennedy was killed.

We cheered when the Yanks landed on the Moon.

We didn’t question authority.

We were well on the way

To a preplanned destiny!

Birth, School, Work, Death.

Luckily, some of us discovered

Hendrix & Bowie & ganja & L.S.D!

Our world was no longer Black & White!

And Our side was Not always right!!