His mind a constant whirlwind
of hopes and wants and dreams.
Imagination never dead
full of truth and tears and schemes.
His life so great and glamorous
the words he spoke were true.
Oh won't you please 'Give Peace a Chance'
these words weren't listened to.
The thought of love and harmony
burned strong throughout his day,
but when that day was over
it was like a dying candle flame.
A wish to change the world was his
to make life pure and peaceful.
Then in an instant the wish was gone
as he slipped into a world so restful.
-copyright 1992-
Reason for writing:
This is the first poem I wrote, and it was for an English project. If you couldn't tell it was about the legendary John Lennon.
Birth sign: Taurus
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