Quicksilver Messenger Service band portrait

Quicksilver Messengers

We thought of them so long ago
as rebels with a muse.
As pipers at the gates of dawn
of our infatuated youth.
But they were only lonely boys,
abandoned to their postwar devices
and the silent rage of their daddies over years and innocence
shed for Pax Americana.
They witnessed to our crazy hearts,
and sometimes died for our excesses,
when all they wanted was our attention.

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