Ginsberg that lucky fellow

Ginsberg, That lucky fellow

He saw the best minds of his generation destroyed by madness
All of the minds in my generation were destroyed
by television
He could write about
defying the social norm
But now, no one understands.
He had the vietnam war, the 60's
ginsberg was a lucky fellow
writig material was all handed to him
On a silver platter
But now
All that we write about
is sunsets, and roses
How are they going to start a revolution?

Ode to DNA

A protein would not even try to compare
To a molecule so great, it wouldn't dare
Though scientists tried to lead us astray
This is an ode to DNA

It began with a question. How did we come about?
And soon enough, an idea did sprout
of a single molecule so important indeed
that to create new life it would be all that we need

So in my heart lies a special place
reserved to be thankful for each nitrogen base
and in each and every human cell
a strand of DNA will always dwell