The Heaventies By Poefree

THE HEAVENTIES This man had a plan, man Yet I never considered the bridge the seventies would be made to span, man Either everything I dreamed of would die and turn unto dust Or the universe would agree with the topic we two had discussed The universe and I agreed that I owned the seventies until they end And that was my right even the universe would defend I wasn’t so much a rebel as I was a letch lost in the woods But back in the seventies you could always find me in the wrong neighborhoods If it was of an urgent matter that you needed I’d make time for you And I was the man to see if you wanted something illicit to do I owned midnight, noon, and I owned the music and the moon And the dances people did were always to my tune Then, when the sun would wave its way away I realized there was now one less day One less day since I owned the seventies and all it comprised But I would never be bought and the seventies wouldn’t be compromised It felt beneficial to awake and know you owned today Yet comprehend that the inevitable will eventually turn my hair gray And then came New Year’s Eve to welcome in a new year Alas I was the only one to shed a sorrowful tear Because what I did when I owned the seventies attracted the attractive ladies But I remember a tender ten years until the seventies gave way to the eighties © 2011...this could only have been written by a poetic prince Poefree