The Last Rock and Roller
After the apocalypse
When much of our population
has turned to dust
One young Rock and Roller will be left
to contemplate the devastation
He will still have screaming electric guitars
playing in his head
along with the beat - beat - beat of the drums
The years will leave our world a radioactive mes
There are no more concerts to attend
But our Rock and Roller
carries memories in his heart
And will search in the ruins
for a Rock and Roll mate
Copyright © Matthew Anish | Year Posted 2018
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