Forty years of History
Written on this World's stage
Remembering the President
Who turned our History's page.

A young, handsome, Statesman
Who gave us all that hope
Until that day in Dallas
And, a cheap rifle with a scope.

The shots rang out and echo
Even until, this very day
Images burnt in our mind's eye
That, will never go away.

Lone gunman or conspiracy?
It seems we will never know
If there was a "magic bullet"
Fired from that sixth floor window.

We had "Camelot" for awhile
And saw a bright future ahead
But all those visions were replaced
With that, "Eternal Flame", instead.

Del "Abe" Jones
November 22nd, 2003

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