Ghost Of Hippies Past Poem by Wayne Falconer

He's the ghost
of hippies past
too awaken man
just show peace sign.

Plug in rock guitar
light up joss sticks
smoke this and that
and groove man.

Read gurus book
Gita or some other
spread about taro cards
catch your star sign.

Study a mantra
make up your own
be into alternative
kinda soul medicine.

Think entirely green
green land unpolluted
fresh water and all
make planet green.

But above all man
make love surround body
refuse colours of war
know love is the answer.

And he's the ghost
of hippies past
like lovers at play
he never went away.