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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To appreciate heaven well, it's good for a person to have some fifteen minutes of hell.
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There is a dignity in dying that doctors should not dare to deny.
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He was a man, take him for all in all, I shall not look upon his like again.
Those who promise us paradise on earth never produced anything but a hell.
Those who promise us paradise on earth never produced anything but a hell.
