1 min readFeb 4, 2020
But alas
I remember when
the Age of Aquarius
was the start
of love and hope and peace
as we marched
danced
sang
chanted
then threw it all away
for 30-year mortgages
and bitchin’ hot cars
Written by Jack Herlocker
Husband & retiree. Author. Former IT geek/developer. I fill what’s empty, empty what’s full, and scratch where it itches. Occasionally do weird & goofy things.