The Assassination Of Abraham Lincoln Poem by Sherif Monem

It was brief and short sad tragic moment time of history
That still flashes and rings in the painful memory of the nation
Enjoying and his wife Mary Todd the play 'Our American Cousin'
In the midst of the laughter and roar applause of the audience
A southerner John Wilkes Booth full of anger, hatred and revenge
He entered the Lincoln's lounge hitting the president by a bullet
It was mortally fatal and landed in the back of Lincoln's head
The assassin jumped from the balcony and injured his foot
Outside the theater he fled on a horse heading to the south
Two weeks later Booth met his ultimate painful fateful end
A single bullet of Sergeant Boston Corbett hit him in his head
Just as he was running from a burning barn of a Virginia farm
The assassination of Abraham Lincoln was a painful shock
to a nation whose wounds did not heal yet from long civil war
The Abraham Lincoln death happened at the peak of his triumph
A triumph victory after so many years battles and devastation
A nation just was united again and looking for bright future
Ending centuries of slavery and humiliation of blacks in chains
A promise of bringing dignity and honor for all the races
Opening the long road for full equality and supreme justice
A holy struggle for all people to live in peace and harmony
For all who share the land of America and call it their home