Ah the Seventies - Poem for the day

Ah the Seventies (a reflection of my life)

 

 

Ah the Seventies

A Time when going for a fag out the back

Had a double connotation

One was a cigarette

The other same sex gratification 

Ah the seventies

When your mates called you a poof

Or worse a Spick or a wog,

It was a simple time

When ugly girls were a dog 

Ah the Seventies

A simple time for me to remember

When we hurt others with taunts

But we didn’t know any better

And now the damage done haunts 

Ah the Seventies

When to be promiscuous as a girl

Would see you labelled a gangie or slut

And if girls didn’t put out

They were labelled a mutt 

Ah the Seventies

They were the time of my youth

Also a time when fathers were lost

Fighting in a war that was not ours

At such a terrible cost 

Ah the Seventies

When the skirts were short

And to be an aussie was the best

To live in the lucky country

We didn’t care about the rest 

Ah the Seventies

How I long to be back in your warm embrace

A time when I didn’t know or even care

And the only worry was passing school

And how much people commented on your hair. 

Ah the Seventies

There were starving kids in Africa

And you finished all the food on your plate

Even the broccoli and beans,

Because if you didn’t that was all you ate 

Ah the Seventies

I miss you so much that it hurts

Back when I was so young and dumb

A time of simple things of fun

For now I look back see what I have become 

Ah the seventies

With the pressure of life a burden to others

I wish I had known of my impending jeopardy

With Girls and footy the only things on my mind

And the ravages of life a forgotten memory