Nicholas Peter

1969 - Poem by Nicholas Peter

We were modern hippies,
Doing drugs and making love,
Fighting the power,
And sleeping in sunflowers.

But eventually,
The lighters have to be put,
And the rebellion has to stop.

You can't win 'em all,
Hair has to be cut,
And bead jackets replaced,
With suits,
Hiding our tattoos,
A regular rebel who lost their cause.

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  • Silver Star - 3,790 Points Susan Lacovara (10/23/2013 11:01:00 PM)

    I know the many you've written of...some of their quests, now, hardly worth the battle...but their unending wish, and my own, as well, for peace....remains in their hippie hearts. Not a bad thing....PEACE (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 20, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 22, 2013

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