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John Lennon (Oct 9, 1940 - Dec 8, 1980)
October 9th, 1940
A star shot through the sky
Dust swirled with the wind
Past Liverpool Maternity
To which you came to life
Whispers flooded the air
And scattered throughout the land
Spreading the word
Of your birth
Angels hid beneath the water
And awaited your arrival
The sun went up
The sun went down
Along with your tragic times
You were whipped
And abandoned
But the angels kept you strong
As long as you dreamt
Your candle kept burning
You were meant to belong
Loved ones gave you up
But you didn’t give up on us
Your gift of sound and music
Opened our eyes for the first
All we needed was love
All we needed was peace
But most of all
We needed you
With your insightful words
We learned to express ourselves
And stand up for our rights
You gave power to the people
And a revolution to the world
The world was a firecracker
And you lit the wick
I wish it hadn't of
Ended so quick
The fire in the sky
May be gone today
But the show will go on
We'll give peace a chance for you
And spread the word of love
We'll take this sad world
And make it better.
Rest in peace John Lennon
From us to you, we send our love
The day the angels took you home,
On December 8th, 1980
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I think you should change the title, a few dates and a few words in this poem so that it honors some true hero. Someone worthy of our love, not some worthless, self-centered man that couldn't even love his own son.
Or maybe it should be amended somehow at the end to show how blind people are by star-worship. If they're famous and they make good music they must be demi-gods, worthy of all our adulation, right?
Anyway, something to think about.
This poem is beautifully written, I really enjoyed reading it. I don't really know a whole lot about John Lennon and his music but I've heard that he's a great musician and touched many lives. No, the poem I wrote didn't really happen. ; p I just got it from hearing about rape victims.