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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The Hollywood hills still echoes with his Rebellious yell, we are the forever young Generation. An iconic American symbol, to this the lost Age of innocence. Nay did this rebel die without a cause, I think not, in my humble opinion, he Died for his desire for speeds acceleration, In death's ironic twist of fate, James Dean's Name became immortalized as an epic tragedy, Of youthful hearts seeking to be wild and free, Without any consequences. A teen idol who went out in a blaze of glory, Revving His engine hell bound for destiny's, Rock-n-roll Hall of Fame. A nation wept in despair mourning for the Loss of one so young and full of life. Sorrows children cried in disbelief laying roses, At his final resting place. The jukeboxes remained silent with respects, Reverence, and bikers gave him a rebel send off. A generation whom believed they were bullet proof, Realized how human life could be extinguished, Within the flash point of on coming head lights. James Dean's ashes were swept away swallowed, Whole by time itself. Now he's nothing but a tarnished star in histories, Memorabilia case on display for all to see, And remember, this the first easy rider. JFK dream vision illusion of Camelot has faded to gray, And Elvis now sings in a more heavenly chorus, In the great beyond. But before these man took the center stage, another Walked the thin line of immortality's rebel fighting, For a cause. One lone figure rides into the night across freedoms, Highway, and his name was James Dean. BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN
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