To Ferlinghetti Poem by LeeAnn Azzopardi

At least, you, McClure, and Di Prima
Saw the dawn of the 21st century
Ginsberg and Burroughs both died in 1997
The year I lost my job and never worked again
Too bad, they didn't see 9/11
Ginsberg would write to the Times
On if he had the internet--email them
They would X their opinion
And would tell the 99% to hold on--and fight
Burroughs perdicted the pandemic in his novels
As did, the race riots would be the death to Van Gogh's Ear
With Allen and Corso writing protest poems
Corso almost lived in this century
But cancer got him in the beginning
I worry as they worried about the bomb
If both crazy idiots Of Putin and Trump have it--we're doomed
As anybody can be president--Look at the Orangeman
I wish you were around--but death got you
And they held hard enough to destory the Republican takeover
Now, we are paying for it with banned books and censorship
But history will find it's way back to you