What’s an Old Hippie To Do? Nov. 7, 2025

suddenly thrown back to the 60’s

how would I defend my possessions,

which I use, and comfortable pot of

money, which I need?

The Establishment was the enemy,

material things, the gluttony of our

parents and money a shared necessity

never a stockpiling goal

I’d tell anyone who’d listen that the

Age of Aquarius never became the song,

we took jobs, made careers, bought

houses, got married, had kids

became part of the Me Generation,

completely selfish souls doing

whatever we felt like, pursuing

happiness, no matter who

we hurt along the way

then, I wouldn’t feel so bad

with a life heavy with belongings,

renting a truck to return home

while my free spirit stands roadside,

thumb out, hitchhiking anywhere