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My Back Pages is the title of a song written by Bob Dylan. Like many of Bob Dylan's songs, I prefer the version of the song later recorded by the Byrds. Although the Byrds' musical stylings are much sweeter to the ear than Dylan's, their lyrics were lacking. Bob Dylan's lyrics soared to the status of poetry. My Back Pages is a prime example.

Below, I will present My Back Pages in it's poetic form. I have chosen this poem as the theme for my web pages for many reasons. The play on words in the title should be obvious - I've always been an abuser of the language! But more than that, the lines within the poem seem to point directly to the course of my life from childhood to the present. I couldn't have encapsulated the essence of what I am more completely nor more beautifuly myself.

My Back Pages Crimson flames tied through my ears Rollin' high and mighty traps Pounced with fire on flaming roads Using ideas as my maps "We'll meet on edges, soon," said I Proud 'neath heated brow. Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now. Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth "Rip down all hate," I screamed Lies that life is black and white Spoke from my skull. I dreamed Romantic facts of musketeers Foundationed deep, somehow. Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now. Girls' faces formed the forward path From phony jealousy To memorizing politics Of ancient history Flung down by corpse evangelists Unthought of, though, somehow. Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now. A self-ordained professor's tongue Too serious to fool Spouted out that liberty Is just equality in school "Equality," I spoke the word As if a wedding vow. Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now. In a soldier's stance, I aimed my hand At the mongrel dogs who teach Fearing not that I'd become my enemy In the instant that I preach My pathway led by confusion boats Mutiny from stern to bow. Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now. Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats Too noble to neglect Deceived me into thinking I had something to protect Good and bad, I define these terms Quite clear, no doubt, somehow. Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now.

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