Our Funeral Poem by John Fenton Mcleish

Our Funeral

Murdered at this masonic lodge
Dealey plaza some say Dodge
White columns glimmer in the sun
Assassins wait with loaded gun

On the green crowd in a row
All seeing eye overpass it's brow
Sacrificial lamb eternal shame
In infamy lies this temples flame

Like a ghost i roam this place
Embedded in every face
A solumn dream cry out loud
See her tears in mystery shroud

Under the torch i write this song
Peace and love oh how i long
Awaken now it'll be ok
For i am you JFK

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