Caren Krutsinger Poet Prose Poetry

When I Was Your Age

When  I was your age some bad guys bombed a church
In the deep south, and four Sunday School girls were murdered
The President of the United States was assassinated
And then his brother was gunned down

We saw this in black, white and gray,
On TV sets that are smaller than your computer monitor.
It was a crazy, uncertain, scary time, and we were fearful.
Told the Russians were going to kill us with an atomic bomb

Some of us had bomb shelters.
We also had drills at school
Where we hid under flimsy desks 
Putting our hands over our heads.

Elvis Presley came out and wiggled
And our mothers and fathers shut off the TV
We were told he was a bad guy
When I was your age.

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Ilene Bauer December 1, 2020 at 4:21 PM oh, i can so relate to this poem, caren, told as only you can tell it! Caren Krutsinger December 1, 2020 at 5:25 PM Thank you Ilene. I appreciate it.