made its way
for thirty-eight teenagers
awakened and restless
off steaming streets
northside pittsburgh
to washington dc
with our banners
jobs not war
marching
right up to the white house
joined by a thousand more
drums and spirits
we
were noticed
but
not heard
and
after the march
i
found a ride to anearby state park
where we camped
under the biggest dipper
campfires
secret kisses
tingling all the way
to my toes
i can't remember too many more details
'cept to say it was
real
---
e b bortz
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