People Have The Power

(This post is about Rock and/or Roll, and is therefore, very likely, NSFW)When I was sixteen, I wrote a poem contemplating what it would like to be an old punk... at the time I think 25 seemed liked it would a pretty ancient age for a punker... back then, I was attending a Fine Arts Magnet High School. One of my classmates, whom I soon came to greatly respect was Stacey Mackey. Stacey came from a