John F Kennedy 02 Poem by Mario, Lucien, Rene Odekerken

John F Kennedy 02

A spark in the storm,
a vision etched in time.
Not just words, but movement,
not just power, but purpose.

He spoke of the moon,
but his eyes stayed on the people.
A nation lifted by promise,
held by the weight of its past.

The motorcade slowed,
the echo of a gunshot lingered.
A dream unfinished,
yet still unfolding.

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