Rock And Roll

by FireFly - Libra

With out so much of a shout-
With so much room-
To move disguised-
In stealth-
Behind the fantasy-
Of a glorious tune-

The pop and fizzle-
From the bubble gum bands-
I miss the humble anger-
In Zeppelin and in Floyd-
Grabbing me through-
The screaming vocals and guitar starlight sex-
The jukebox octane-
The soul food for the misplaced-
Just for the eager-
To once again believe-
To once again feel the rolling stone-
In Rock’n Roll-

Reason for writing:

    Rock and Roll is dead.    

Birth sign: Libra
Date created: 2001-01-27 06:57:36
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:43:26
Poem ID: 59846

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