The Flower Children

Nie ‘n gedig nie. Net gedagtes.

The Flower Children.

Vertel dit soos dit was.
blommekinders met stringe in die hare.
Plakate swaai “make love not war”
“ban the bomb” en lê by hom, maak nie saak wie hy was.

Vrye liefde was die ding
Hiepie kind kom lê by my in my “van”
Op die deur staan geskryf
“Ma don’t laugh, your daughter might be within”

Lê met bene gesprei soos ‘n sker
Nog ‘n dwelm trek aan die “pot”
blomme in die hare, voel ‘n veer, hoeveel was dit nou weer?
wie gee om ek tel nie meer.

Die sestigs was die tyd van die “hiepie hiepie shake”
viagra? nog nie op die mark, “what the hell”
nie nodig die volgende ou reeds reg vir die sker.
Woodstock lê nog voor.

Dankbaar tog HIV nog in die verskiet
anders was ‘n nasie tot niet.
Ag ja ek was nog te jonk om dit te geniet
“wear flowers in your hair”

© Gois

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  1. Edna Prinsloo

    Dear Gois I shall comment personally on e-mail. Please look at your e-mail also for oth

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