Today's Flower Children

I close my eyes
and see Lennon
frowning
I know he'd roll over in his grave
if he heard
our generation
was drowning

I'd be embarrassed to face
the pioneers of youth
the ones
that new how to find the truth

In protest they stood; a wall
as one
no weapons
no gun
just minds
and hands
with signs

That read: We have rights

No free speech 'zones'� in '69
but that's all changed
It's changed with time
I say we step up
and protect what's yours
and what's mine

Shouldn't we be
relating, innovating?
Holding each other up?
not
Betraying and instigating
emptying our cups?

Ignorance between the ears
aren't these our glory years?

Ours rights pulled out from underneath us
the blinds closed and
curtains drawn between us

I hope you hear my words
clear
and clearer
I'm sick of looking in the mirror
knowing I can't stand
alone for our generation
it's not time for delegation
It's our job to know
to be educated
not to look back and regret we waited

Were in our prime
today's flower children
lets tell them about peace
and how to obtain it
not
tales of materialism and appearance
no more apathy
nothing tainted

It's time to speak new words
create our own from scratch
make a new dictionary
with a solid gold latch

And when you open it
A new world arises
screaming anthems
of unity
In different shapes
and sizes

even if I've never met you
you're my sister and my brother
we'll stand
In pouring rain
under
A shining new connected cover

the activists
and revolutionaries
will smile wide
when they hear our new words
and see we put ourselves aside:
To speak a new language
that captivates and unifies with ease,
when they see a generation
A generation of peace

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