Lennon and Napalm

The Beatles split up so mystically -pronto the Vietnam spine came back together some branded the blame into Yoko some tied a wreath of thorns on the reds. Imagine time moving queerly along- Lennon was so very seductively shot rice paddies are still pocked with craters where peasants' cast ancient nets into ponds. The Beatles will never peace back together. Vietnam will never again be war torn apart Some are still putting flame onto Yoko some are still napalming those with red hearts.... Aren't we still wishing to appease mother Saigon... Aren't we still casting nets, to recapture Dear John?