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Woodstock Generation
for years I wept for you as lost,
like so many who never retuned
from the war you fought to end.
Like the four who fell in Ohio.
Woodstock Generation,
Now, I cry tears of joy for you,
you are found.
Your spirit alive in your childrens’ children,
‘cuffed and beaten
for the crime of believing,
‘All are equal.’
Woodstock Generation twice removed,
All over the planet you kneel
on one knee,
(kneel as one)
that others may rise.
Woodstock Generation adrift for too long,
Your safe harbour is the storm.
About 12457adlib
I'm a Chaplain at Townsville's hospitals and also teach Calm Abiding Meditation to any one who's interested.
I have facilitated Calm Abiding Meditation for soldiers with post traumatic stress disorder and find this an amazing experience.
I work part time as an usher at Townsville's Civic Theatre and get to see some great plays and musicals, as well as some not so great, school speech nights!
(Unbelievably, this theatre has the highest seat occupancy rate of any theatre in Australia.)
I also work as an invigilator at the local Uni. (bet that's got you looking for your dictionaries!)
A group of writers ('My Crazy Artist Friends') gives me live fed back on my poems.
They are the survivors of Writers in Townsville Society (WITS) of which I was president /secretary for over ten years.
I enjoy writing poetry and am grateful to my grade 12 English teacher, Mrs Grimmer for coaxing the dead poets off the page and into the class room.
Hope you enjoy reading my work.
Stay happy, keep reading,
Phil Heang.
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