Poem - John Lennon R.I.P.
It was thirty five years ago today
Sergeant Pepper was taken away
He never went out of style
But a bullet erased his smile
They blew his mind out on the streets
He didn’t notice that the times had changed
A crowd of people turned and stared
They wondered who they should blame
He laid his heart in the fields
His mind protected from hate
Strawberries will forever grieve
Over the violence of his fate
We played his mind games
While he gave peace a chance
Why didn’t we know it was real?
His feelings more than song and dance
Will we ever come together?
His dreams like diamonds in the sky
He asked that we join him
Instead love and peace had to die
Another man of peace was killed
We cried even though it was willed
I'd love to turn you on to him
Come together so we can begin again
Number... number nine... number nine
We're talking evolution not revolution
Number nine... number nine... number nine
Never forget... if only we can imagine a solution
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