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(A lone voice whispers)
Take me in
Deeply
As the common enemies of mankind
And their spiritual darkness
Swirl and dance before your
Minds
Listen to my voice above all
The voices of
Tyranny poverty
Disease and even war itself
Then
Lullaby
My once beloved name
As you sit still
Listen and quietly breathe
Dwell
In those old memories
Of long lost salad days before Sixty-Three
When I lived and dreamed of good health
Then
Take me in
Lovingly
Once again
Like my own
Strategy of Peace
And
With your arms
Wide-open
Hold me real
Close
As I repeat my New Frontiers
My new report to the watching people
In 2022
Like in '63
When I could still breathe
Even though
I now sleep
I am reborn sacred
And eternal
I am not one of the
Lonely dead
But still one of humanity's
Cherished pioneers
I no longer daydream
Or feel lost and wandering
All alone
Praying for a rendezvous with death
For I have been baptized
As an eternal Watchman
Amongst many
And I now sit so high
Illuminated and protected
By the Purple Flame
Which catches repugnant secrecies
Lies and dark shadows crawling up
The wailing walls of your world’s
Freedoms
Listen
Today
A war has been declared
On the faceless
Monoliths many kingdoms
Like once before
When I was alive but soon to be
Welcomed in Arlington gates
Within crimson flames
I sometimes remember those
Memories
From 'Sixty-One
When I spoke too honestly
From the heart with wisdom
But to foolishly
Openly
Reborn now
I will rise forever
Now I am a Watchman
Of the Great In-Between
Here to help you
Face all the perils
Outcomes and repugnant devious means
Of all those new or old programs
And regimes
To help shape the choices
That you must now face
To try to help you all
My brothers and sisters
Of the human race
I pray you will find a way
To be free through a new
Reconstruction
Not to be seduced by new
Administrations
North or South
East or West
Governments or countries
Filled with secret societies, lies, and their clever misdirections
In the news at night
Tonight
Don’t cry and feel the pain
Of what could have been
But let’s talk about every sphere of human activity and taking
Responsibility
In the face of a common danger
For there is a dark force all around you
All evasive
Beyond any dimension, you can ever see
Or grasp with jaded human eyes
A dark principality lives
Filled with wanton seductive depravity
But in recognizing it,
The future of humanity
Can be reborn
As a new renewed call for
Emancipation survives
And blows its golden horn
So a new Camelot
Can appear
Like the spot where I once stood
In the center of America
Shining
So brave and bright
It once illuminated all in sight and was called
"Our Camelot"
There'll be great presidents again
More to carry the light
And share the power of
Free speech and freedom of thought
So
Don’t just cry
And feel the pain
For within presidential memories and
Treasured old speeches and
Photographs
I am reborn again
When my time came
On that fateful day
I still believed in Faith and Hope
For those things can't be faked or taken away and
I always believed in The Lord
In those dark moments in office
He gave me the courage to make hard decisions
And the self-belief to cope
To put people before
Profit and losses
He is here with me now
And I'm always so well received
So take in my prayers
And these evocations
Of which I speak on your behalf
As I rest in peace
Underneath your watching eyes and the soulful
Wishes of all nations
I'm now a glorious
Being
Living still
But without any
Earthbound
Limitations
I'm finally
At home with
Jackie and my beloved children
Arabella
John-John and dear Patrick
We all miss you, Caroline,
One day we will all be forever reunited with
My brothers and sisters
Father and mother
Just call to my spirit
With my earthly name
Like Marilyn or Lem
Sometimes still do
In the middle of this eternal night
Even though I don’t visit
I can still hear them if I really listen
In the dark far away from here
And I'll try to appear
To help revoke
Your fearful
Reservations and tears
No matter how far apart
We are
Or how near
For like a Greek hero
I was reborn into an eternal
Spiritual Civil War
But I'm still one of your
True friends from yesteryear
Still here
Trying to help you
Find long lost answers
You might be looking for
On that fateful day
In Dallas, Texas, at 12:30 pm
,
November 22nd, 1963
When I heard the Lord call me home
For the last time
As the sounds of gunfire
Echoed all around me
In a nanosecond
I closed my eyes and prayed
For redemption and forgiveness
So
Listen to my last words before I go home
To a new Beals Street
In a new Boston.......
We are all born with a pure soul
Overflowing with real courage
And you must realize you are all worldwide agents
For the Lord
Whatever you choose to call him
Beautiful
Bright Lights fighting against the Dark
A truly united nation of Immigrants
Fighting for salvation for the World
For problems are not all solved
By silver bullets fired by a shiny black gun
And not all battles are easily won
Within any physical or political park
Today you all stand on the edge of a new horizon
A new challenge of such magnitude
And in the belief of justice and righteousness
You must act
For you all live on this beautiful green island
Ask not, what you can do for yourself, alone
Ask what you can do for your society, your world
To help keep the bright lights of hope
And freedom shining
There needs to be a greater push for
Universal kindness
So no one has to suffer
With depression or loneliness
In isolation or silence
All this will not be over in the first one hundred
Dog-eared days filled with improprieties
But I can only pray
You will all come together to understand and
To stand as one
Never to surrender
To Fight The Good Fight
For the monolith and its many secret societies are huge
I was assassinated for a reason
A reason that did not die with me
But still lives on
Mutually on the sides of
Darkness and Light
Let these words be the start of a new Spring
A new season to embrace your life
To start believing
And finding a means
To bring to all the citizens of the world
That most beautiful of five letters
Peace
By asking them all
To sacrifice their greed
The seductive drive to compete
And craving things they do not need
So
Peace can grow and bloom
Like a red rose
Clawing its way through the concrete
To heal and defeat fascism and racism
Hidden within any of society's
Darkly lit rooms
My old name was
John Fitzgerald Kennedy
But you can all call me Jack
All my closest friends do
I'm just an old soul returning back to the world
To speak with you for a moment
With a twinkle in his greenish-gray eyes
A man who once loved life
Until that fateful day in
Dallas Texas
When his world stopped
And his rendezvous with death
Was standing
Like a jackal
Waiting behind fences for the Umbrella Man
On the grassy knoll
In Dealey Plaza
Hiding in plain sight
Behind its evil disguise
On
November 1963
When God came calling
To collect me as my soul was suddenly set free
To take me away from all that pain
And some of you wept
I prayed to the Lord
In that falling rain
To return
So here I am
To see with my own eyes
If humanity will still try to choose
Freedom under newer skies
As those old chains of corruption and
Hidden slavery and human trafficking burns
As it finally sees and learns
Copyright John Duffy 2020
