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.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Loveless Avatar
September 23, 2009 at 10:07 AM
Love It xD All About Me Haha. Though we DO take showers...we're not smelly...though some of us have dreads...god sometimes i want some lol...and ummm i eat meat...though i tried to go vegietarian. but many hippies eat meat lol....then again us newer hippies are NGH (new genneration hippies) anyways awesome write ~ raiin
Guzzi Avatar
April 23, 2009 at 5:35 AM
well I can't tell if ya love us or hate us BUT from an old hippie chic I thought you might like a memory..try my Jimi's Napalm Dream Light & Love..oh PS we will never just fade away...we'll go west
Mac Donald Avatar
March 31, 2009 at 9:44 AM
Ouch..one little two little three little hippies.:) They sound sort of radical and rebellious, as though they didn't like living within the box? Oh, the bygone era of the 'hippie'. Not liked by some, but heard by most? Wishing you the best...Mikki
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