Wrong or right

Summer of 68
I was 16
Thought it was great
World could wait

Things where fast
Changes going through
Learned a lot
Some things didn't last

A war back of my mind
People I knew died
Two cultures then
No one would really win

Some for war
Some against
Wrong or right
Times nothing made sense

On TV war on at night
At 16 it gave me a fright
Some took flight
Most stood and did fight