Poetry 'n Prose

The Next Generation

Yes, some of us are ageing hippies doing our bit

With arts and crafts, and growimg green vegetables

For seemingly little gain, but when it matters

We lend our voices to the protesting discord

We join the chorus against Thatcher’s spawn

We want a better life and fight for the right

For the next generation to have it; for wealth is a river

That flows, no matter how much they damn it.

By 67paintings

A dialectical site of poetry, painting and the odd musical excursion into the unknown.

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