Screw Hippies Poem by Leah Ross

that's right I said it
who understands them any darn way
most are on welfare EBT
walk around in purple haze
while others live off their inheritance
the jokes they tell are fit for the birds
piano's a percussion okay than
most of them babble
wood stock is over Jerry is dead
it's time to get real stop chasing the high
come back from matrix it's 2017
they talk about enlightenment light & love
mother divine yet aren't enlightened
some might grumble at this I know that's okay
I'll never understood the purpose they serve

I understand the need to be free
one can only soar on the wind for so long