As we sail off into the night
Underneath stars which reveal
The mad universe
Filled with too many unknowns
For one mind to hold
The road is ours
We are one with this second of time
That exists in the past
Guarded by his mind and soul
Which are no longer present on earth
But are with the stars that dazzle
Keeping us aligned with an unknown date or time
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I am with Ginsberg
As we relect on this country's progress
Since he wrote words full desparation and anger
Creating poems from his soul set on fire by rage
Disgusted at America and plead for change
We sit on a bench, seeing society all around
Discussing how the world is the same and still insane
I can feel the anger in his words as he speaks
We live in the present past, which will become our future
People fighting about the wrong topics
Children becoming the adults they grew up with
Poets of now trying to connect with the poets of the past
To find the anger people once felt
So they can put into words those feelings
Which are still present now
Written on 2.6.2016
Jack's novel On The Road: The Orginal Scroll
Allen's poem America
Inspirations for these two imaginations
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