Stained rivers of the dead in blood flow in deep waters dark and red
Part of their soul degraded in lies and underhand dealings all wrapped up with the masses of opinions and public feelings Was it murder of Marilyn in 62 when they tried to make out it was a tragedy I doubt the truth will ever be told, do you?
Kept in the dark through conspiracies of governments that have plain lied maybe that is why we have red sky a reflection of blood from the stains of many a tragic soul that have been killed not died
We carry on thinking it`s okay as they tried to tell us they caught the shooter of JFK?
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Write comment. Nice poem, Alan Luty. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks