Easy Rider Recollection
I forgot how it ended.
I forgot what happened to Jack’s character
A whisky drinkin’,
football helmet wearin’ ,
conspiracy believen’
son
of
a
gun.
I forgot that the man
of the
commune
was more
Corrupt
than the man with a
Nuclear
family.
I forgot the open road,
The suede fringe
Swinging
in mountain air
Desert air
City air.
I forgot the flag displayed
on the back of a man
who did not fit
the beliefs of those who worshipped it.
I forgot the dissatisfaction,
the isolation,
The brotherhood and love.
Love for a country that did not love them
A quest that started with the intent of a good time
That ended with no time left at all.
I remember how it ended.
About the Contributor
Caitlin MacCutcheon, Staff Writer
Caitlin MacCutcheon is a senior at Freehold High School. She loves music, films, art, photography, reading and writing. She enjoys writing poetry and short stories. She is an avid traveler and frequently goes to concerts. Caitlin has an extensive record collection and enjoys all kinds of physical media. This is Caitlin’s third year contributing to the Folio section of The Colonial.
