Innocence Lost
Innocence was lost on that November day
As a nation mourned the loss of JFK
The flame of his life was snuffed out
As his motorcade traveled its route
Those 3 shots will forever echo through history
As theories linger of conspiracy
The truth perhaps may never be known
Of what transpired in that Texas town
A nation still grieves a half century later
Trying to grasp the meaning of that day
Striving still to be greater
To live up to the words they heard him say
His words live on and are ingrained
Burning through history, like an eternal flame
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