He'd be 86 today
And our world would be forever 23

We dreamed as he tought us to
We dreamed as he had wisely wished

But when his dreams ended on Nobember 22 1963

Our Nation stopped dream--- all dream
Nightmare Vietnam,
Nightmare Lyndon Johnson
Nightmare Martin
Nightmare Bobby

DEAD boys of hope

I've seen a massive of pletonic formation to remember him

But now all hope died
with a priercing bullet to the forebrain

I cry, after 40 years I cry
Becasue I remember the hope
the new frontier.

86 today?

But how can the child be so old when it decides to die?
It met it's kind on the plain of our world.

It met it's death only on the pericle.

Child Kennedy, child man.

We, you and I we can't know the difference
the hope

It died with him

I heard that this is the penultimate

After 40 years it will surely die

This dream, this man, this hope

But I will live to be 86 and I will not forget

how it could have been

how it should have been
how it will be in another time-space