On the death by Murder of John Lennon
Oh John,
How could we know,
...
Close wrapped in summer velvet
Hangs the night,
Her little candles lit,
Her grasses tuned
...
On The Death By Murder Of John Lennon
On the death by Murder of John Lennon
Oh John,
How could we know,
That you would be,
So Precious?
A man.
Just a man.
Just to be a man.
Oh John,
The bullet,
Pierced the heart,
Of all but you.
Such a mark,
You've made,
In all of us.