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John F Kennedy - Martin Luther King Jr - Robert F Kennedy and Donald Duck

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it was the sixties we were young we were going to change the world spin it like a basketball on our finger take the three point shot win the game we had great leaders john, robert, martin... the planet was singing with the purity of a four year old ... The ants go marching two by two; The little one stops to tie his shoe, ... then it started raining bullets our optimism soured slightly at first and the grassy knoll and the sniper and the magic bullet john was shot jackie squirmed we sat on the edge of our seats The ants go marching four by four; The little one stops to shut the door, John F. Kennedy was assassinated The ants go marching five by five; The little one stops to take a dive, years had passed, five look before you dive the civil rights movement gathered to fight for their God given rights the right to be treated as humans exactly that...humans...no more no less. to listen to the man who had said "Nonviolence is a powerful and just weapon which cuts without wounding and ennobles the man who wields it. It is a sword that heals." the man who stood on the hill speaking "I have a dream today!" The ants go marching seven by seven; The little one stops to pray to heaven, Boom, boom, boom, boom! Martin Luther King Jr. was shot died and my God it rained it rained salt as a nation black and white cried The ants go marching nine by nine; The little one stops to check the time, time for the rise of Bobby Hoorah! Hoorah! Boom, boom, boom, boom! i wish he could have ran faster than the bullets they murdered John's brother Robert F. Kennedy was dead the sixties where almost finished and i wondered if the world would ever be the same again I marched away buried my face into the ground To get out of my pain. great leaders lost words that radiated radiate hope America was the envy of the world it's two thousand sixteen and we have sunk so deep into the dirt i know we can't Trump this disaster have you ever heard of fools gold we have a choice our lives count remember the ants nature's banner is blowing in the wind don't make the little one shout "THE END!!" March 16 2016 armand

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Date: 10/29/2016 2:02:00 PM
Nobody can touch your coattails. This is an epic write :) The reading sounds great as well! A fav.
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Date: 10/28/2016 9:43:00 PM
Three quacks for this brilliant poem, Maurice. And of course two thumbs down for Duck McScrooge. Put a gun in the hand of someone whose heart is full of hate and that is the resulting tragedy. Keep the love and knowledge flowing, my man. Love and peace to you. RW
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Date: 10/7/2016 7:05:00 AM
Which ever way it goes, it's evil....
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Date: 10/7/2016 6:50:00 AM
Lol, Donald Duck... Enjoying this one again.... we got to push them out ...Linda
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Date: 7/30/2016 12:39:00 PM
An absolutely BRILLIANT piece! Amazingly worked together with a twisting message at the last 3 lines. A Fav for me!... A very unique piece!
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Date: 7/28/2016 4:24:00 PM
This is the most powerful statement that I've seen in weeks! Maurice, you've said what needed to be said; I salute you.
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Date: 5/31/2016 3:27:00 AM
Our lives will change... I love the title... My faves of faves... However, it's not like that anymore ... Enjoyed this my good friend. Hope you are well. Always a Fan....Linda
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Date: 5/24/2016 1:23:00 AM
This poem of yours conjures up so many images and thoughts of conspiracy and darkly veiled double-dealings; a powerful piece of writing: evokes many emotions and reawakens so many memories. Perhaps these three souls were all legs attached to the same stool: kick one away...And the stool topples over. Wise men they say: Everything happens for a reason. My very best regards to you, Armand - My good friend...And my warmest wishes as always. :) john
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Date: 5/9/2016 7:01:00 AM
Profound write Maurice, politics aside, it was a tumultuous time in US history but many good things came out of the horrific events. Clever way of ending your poem.
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Date: 4/11/2016 3:00:00 PM
Hi, Armand. Saw you visiting a poet today and thought I would come over to see if you had gotten up a new poem. Nope, but HELLO, anyway!!
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Date: 4/6/2016 12:55:00 PM
Begins to look like the ants have a better chance of survival than we humans. This is your usual very talented rambling I always enjoy. Your perspective through a child's eyes is fascinating. All the best. Love, daver
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Date: 3/21/2016 2:43:00 AM
Wow, you wrote this with such a unique voice! The way it flashed between the nursery ant lines and the politics. You convey the story of the great peace makers always winding up being assassinated. Maybe it's futile ... or maybe the world is not ready for peace. I'd like to add this to my favorites, for further enjoyment and enlightenment.
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Date: 3/18/2016 9:53:00 PM
aRmand, this ties in so nicely with today's political scene. I am glad I thought to come here tonight and see if you had put up a poem. Thanks for showing a new poem. I miss you! Praying you come through things all right. Please let me know how it's all going. this a SEVEN
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Date: 3/16/2016 3:21:00 PM
I don't think we will ever again be able to recapture those moments in today's age. Lovely Armand
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Date: 3/16/2016 3:03:00 PM
-There are not so many who will speak about Donald Duck ....... (here on the soup :) - I posted a poem by the title "- God Bless America -" - Well written, Armand "we have a choice our lives count" !!!!!! - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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