December 31, 2009
they call me the hippie,
because i care for the world,
because i throw away my trash
instead of leaving it on the ground
to kill and innocent animal.
they call me hippie,
because they say i dress conservatively,
‘cause i don’t feel like shaving every day.
they call me hippie,
because i sometimes loose my head
when i see animal abuse,
because i care
and they don’t.
what’s the crime in that,
protecting what you love?
i’m not weird or strange,
i don’t do drugs and i don’t drink alcohol.
i’m not even trying to make peace.
i just want to live my life the way i want to,
making a difference.
what’s the hippie in that?

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Sarbear This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Feb. 19, 2010 at 8:03 pm
This poem reminds me of a friend of mine. I realy liked it! Check out my poems too and let me know what you think. :-)
XOXOhaloXOXO This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Jun. 21, 2010 at 3:58 pm
thx 4 the comment. i've checked out some of ur stuff and its really good writing!!!!
moomoocow replied...
May 26, 2011 at 4:05 pm
I just read this poem and I absolutley love it! Your writing is so good and it reminds me of myself. I freak out whenever someone hurts and animal. I'm a hippie, but I'm just me.
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