Came to me today
from one of those
places one does
not like to go.
Beginning of October,
back in 1966. Back
three weeks when I
realized nothing was
strange but right there
I fit right in. HOME
in jungle like Viet Minh!
Go back to The Bronx
after being where I been?
Did not take long to realize
soon after getting back, to
be able to trust "civilians"
was getting to be a road block!
Like a gyroscope
off its tilt,
wobbling around
waiting to be
rebuilt!
Would like to say that
was then and this is now,
even milk tastes different
from same old cow.
Back round scenery has
changed once again,
but same old story of,
"send one hundred thousand
more men!" FAR AWAY!
Somewhere, out there in
ORWELL LAND!
Like SOYLENT GREEN!
BODIES ON DEMAND!
Is it 1984, "I am in charge,
of not being responsible. I am
responsible to those in charge
of not being responsible!
or is that a Catch 22?
One flew over the cukoos nest,
are the rest of us still prisoner?
Barry McChangky 
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