Flower Child of the Sixties

                            Where are you today the child of endless love?

                            Have the  years driven you down?

                            Or did you just fly away on the mist of a lost dream?

                            The love you offered so freely was mocked.

                             So cruelly  like the One we followed.

                             All the hope and peace you offered the world  was dragged down and stomped.

                              Instead of love they preferred hate and spite.

                             Instead of growth they preferred to tear down for progress.

                            Instead of sharing they preferred greediness. 

                           Some of us do remember but, our numbers are thinning.

                           Yes, they are winning the battle.

                            If only they knew they lost the war.

                            And their trophy  is a planet that they have destroyed.           

 

Written 1991

 

 

                

 

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