Hippies
All about the peace.
They all have an inner beast.
The beast when let loose battles government tooth and nail.
Sometimes they succeed, sometimes they fail.
When the beast is restrained, these men and woman look harmless.
They go by life shower less.
They are vegan and are against violence.
If caught in the act in defile they will be silenced.
One hippie dead, more to go.
The way they live their lives they all die in a flow.
How could they throw their lives away at such a constant rate?
All this violence brews so much hate.
They will never give up no matter how many die.
For answers they look to the sky,
It will never lie.
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