Diary Of A Hippie

diary of a hippie. it's that time of year, and getting retrospective back to the early 1970's, when there was some great music around, reggae, rock, soul, Bowie, and i was being bullied at school for being a hippie, in a school overladen with skinheads, many of them were quite friendly, but some weren't. and one day, i was surrounded by about 5-6 of them, and told they were going to 'get me' at lunchtime. i decided to scarper, but they had the gate covered, and i got boxed in, and so one of them got gee'd up to beat me up, and all would of gone as usual with me falling to the ground, and getting punched, and kicked again, had he not spat in my face. i had no thought of retaliation prior to this, but i literally saw red, felt an electric shock coarse through my right arm, as i felt a rage, i had never known before. i broke his nose, and went home, and cried my eyes out, and never did it again. i returned to school and in the afternoon break, his friends gathered around me, and taught me a lesson about retalliation, and punched, and kicked me, i just felt numb. 50+ years later, i still remember, and still wish i hadn't hit him, because i still believe in peace. so the only consolation, is that this event hasn't changed me, and i live in hope, that the world will become a more peaceful, and loving place, and i wrote "love peace, and peace will love you!" i still live in hope 🦋🍂💛💕
Jemia