I was born in the year of lithium
and "let the sunshine in."
It was 1970, and the scorecard read
National Guard -4
Kent State - 0.
The Beatles broke up, and Yoko got the blame.
For the bargain price of a 6 cent stamp,
you could Dear John your sweetheart soldier
dry humping his hand and killing Commies
on the other side of the world.
The earth shuddered and shook
and took 50,000 lives in Peru.
Manson testified that it was Helter Skelter time
(do you, don't you . . . )
and X'ed himself out.
The blues contracted,
quiet, on a November night,
and I was born
in the year of lithium.
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