'They' push and poll us,
good, bad, dirty, lazy,
smelly, funny ears, eyes...
lies
we the people move towards
equilibrim, equal, live, breathe in
marijuana (gotcha on that one)
be peace
be peace makers
be peace takers
gift peace
insist pleasantly
on peace
Where is the U.S. Department of Peace?
In order to form a more
balanced nation
reach inward
hold the hand of our Sister
treat her as we would like
to be treated
treated to the rights of a
free being
experiencing freedom
outside the shackles
of control, record, spy, blood letting...
be one with neighbors, one neighborhood,
one community, one world family,
not government, the controlling of minds
stick together for the COMMON GOOD!
Ride the peace trike
smoke the peace pipe
eat a piece don't gripe
teach the world to sing
be the real thing
love your peace
be the contagion
needed to bring US
together, one blood,
one body, one love
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