Poem -
This is me
I am an aging Anarchist
A spiritualist
And a punk
I am a hippy say some
Be as use I resonte
Flowers and love
I am kind I am compassionate
Tolerant and I hug trees
There are no Godβs and Masters
Governing me
I am existential in thought
In my consciousness I am free
Yet tough I am all these things
I am none of these
For I wont be boxed or labelled
I believe in Love, Peace and Anachy
Fight war not wars is my mantra you see
Live me or not please respect rather than judge me
As I do with everyone I meet.
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Comments
Fauxy....Β You are always a true renaissance-man I am blessed to read your beautiful poetry
Im an anarchist and ageing punk.
i pogo with a zimmer frame and an asthma pump these days!
i do like this write.
Thank you very much. A kindred spirit indeed. We are the punks growing old disgracefully lol
Growing old gracefully means giving up.
So very true, to much to do, so much still to experience, still trying to effect change. That the philosophy of a rebellious soul.Β