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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required His freak flag is still out there flying; He never has put it down; Hope for peace and power to the people; will stay with him; as long as He’s around. People make remarks about it; and act like they don’t care; But he bets some wish it was; those days of flowers and flowing hair. Everybody’s joining up; with the popular opinions; And persecuting those who chose; not to live in there dominion. Is this the new reality; if you wear it you can own it; Or is reality only that which is; convenient for the moment? Today He pulled his music out; and played some old time tunes; Savoy Brown, Electric Flag and the dark side of the moon. Now here we are with newer days; and we still can’t ban the bomb; How long before the words “we trust in God” from money will be gone? Oh yeah He trusts; He trust that Standard oil still pays no taxes; And when put to the forefront most of us; will claim that all’s well when they ask us. Then again somebody could wind up dead; stranger things have happened you know. John's dead so is Bobby, Martin too; and all the witness at the grassy knoll. Need attention, hell yes; He’s looking for anyone who really is paying attention; And not too busy living out life’s negative contentions. Black power, women rule, east side, west side; but we the people; grow pale We’re living in a type of matrix telling us not to pass go but go straight to jail. Oh your pardon, you’ve never been behind bars; bars don’t make the prison you see; If you take a closer look; you might notice your choices really aren’t that free . Tell him the answer to this; why are we always making people do things our way; Does this country really try to liberate; or just make a junior U.S.A.? I’ll tell you what he thinks; we’re to busy trying to survive to bother with injustices; He thinks that’s how the bureaucrats want it; and he supposes that’s just how it is. What are you going to do cry; that don’t help; Get violent, that’s not a good deal; There isn’t anything to do as far as he can see; so give it a break just keep it real. We the people aren’t happening anymore; that just isn’t nice thing to face now is it? Who knows, move to Canada maybe; as far as him hoping though; that He’ll never quit
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