On November 22nd,1963 { In Memorium - John Fitzgerald Kennedy Poem by Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr

Fifty-Three years ago this Tuesday afternoon at exactly
12: 30pm Central Standard Time/ USA, John Fitzgerald
Kennedy was pronounced dead from 3 fatal gunshots to
his head. I re-post this work every year, and have chose
to do so out of patriotic respect, honor and in special
tribute to this Democrat, from this Conservative-Repub-
lican.I was a very young child at the time, but I re-
member it clearly as if it had happened this afternoon.
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Watching forensic post-mortems of brain-spill......from his skull
My mind echoed back to that Friday in Dallas in November, '63
Chaos ruling an Autumn knoll....grey imbruing a light pink dress
Men in black suits, 'n smoked ray-bans, running with magnums drawn
Won't ever be a November Autumn in Dallas, like the one in '63

I remember my Father saying, he'd have voted for him....in '64
Would have been the first time (he said) , that he broke party line
It be fifty-three years this twenty-second of November....My God
Makes me realize..this scar will forever be scored thru' the Soul's
Of those like me, a child.....yet how we matured in year's that day

From the shocking news that as mortal life....we all shared as one
Without difference to colour, culture, lifestyle, politics or creed
Made me mealancholy.......wondering where God's world had gone
That our Heart's 'only' be bonded....through self-fear and travesty
Like they did, on that Autumn noon in Texas....in November of '63.