Stoppage

Finding fellow hippies, Not yippees, Or zippees. It's almost as much fun, As finding the sun! News remains grim, Too much death to begin, A day, Or a week, Or even a time, When death remains, So out of line! Given the tramp of troops all about, Makes a peace lover, Want to shout! If each war, Started with a party. Cake, balloons, Some drink that was hardy! Each person met with a smile on their face, No weapons, Just napkins to wipe away, Ice cream from the chin, We could end each war, Before it began!