Bob Dylan (1941- )
They said he was “this voice of youth.”
That was the biggest lie.
It wasn’t told, but he was old,
And old men tell the truth.
A Jewish gypsy with guitar
Heard the children cry
In napalm hells. His music tells
Us who we were, and worse, still are.
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