MUFFLED CADENCE
The sound of shot.
The roar of gun.
Thy will be done
blares the drum.
The sudden shock.
The news farflung.
Thy will be done
beats the drum.
The hour of grief.
The darkened sun.
Thy will be done
rolls the drum.
The sound of shot.
The grave begun.
Thy will be done
mourns the drum.
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by N Marshall Bertsch
(N Marshall Bertsch is a Republican who was profoundly
griefstricken by the assassination of John F Kennedy).
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