A Yacht Rock Write Why ?

As the avenue of my attitude narrows 

And ambience of the  boulevard
fails to ricochet  

delay proceeds the 

echo in syncopated


Drumroll please 

and look the other way

Cultural chorus discordant 

Rhythm fighting rhythm 

Reason fighting rhyme 

And time no longer a season 

But a generational treason 

begetting sins of the father

and the matriarch prime mover
 accused of betraying the groove 

A current ruse to confuse and bemuse
yet a beat too rustic
for young eyes made tempo myopic
and so easily done in by their own drop

Done before 


And that’s 


 a ditty damaged

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