Lambs To Slaughter

Sometimes,
the very best informed
remain the most naïve

Cronkite
in 1963,
“Oswald Was The One”

The Mob sat back
and licked their chops,
“Bobby’s Finished Now”

As millions mourn
in false belief
—and Warren to mislead

(Crazy Horse Memorial: Black Hills South Dakota, September, 2021)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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