Appalachian Kids
APPALACHIAN KIDS
We are Appalachian kids
With nothing to do but pop
The pills we find in homes
That are not our own.
We sit with our feet splashing
In the warm river water
And wonder if we are going to go
Up or down, waiting patiently for either.
We are young kids willing to swallow
The blues, the reds, the yellows
And just enjoy the ride inside.
Dangling our feet in the dirty river
We laugh and laugh as the pills
Begin the magic of taking away
The browns and grays
The blackness of our
Appalachian days.
Copyrighted
Jim Brewer
August 16, 2012
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