Where I Came In
Larry Linville
Back so many years ago
a movie was called a picture show.
You got your ticket and took your seat
and you could watch a movie and see it repeat.
This was nice when you got there late
after it ended you just had to wait.
Time was given for people to go
and you could just sit there and see the next show.
Those who arrived after the first start
could sit there – and later depart.
As they left, they’d say with a grin,
“I’m leaving – this is where I came in.
"Born after Pearl Harbor – raised during Korean War
Viet Nam dominated my college days – and more.
When the Berlin Wall came down
a smile replaced my life-long frown.
Peace became the rallying cry
but it ended abruptly and now more people die.
I wish it was a new picture show – and I just got there late
and I have been here for so long, I shouldn’t have to wait.
I wish the show on the screen wouldn’t run again
or I can leave and say – this is where I came in!
© Copyright 2007 Larry Linville (UN: larrylinville at Writing.Com).
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I can't do that anymore. I watch reruns every day, and with my bad memory, I can enjoy them as much as I did the first time. I'm not sure I'd know where I came in.
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