Honoring RFK Jr for his honesty and fortitude
“I don’t have a big empty hole that I’m trying to fill with things outside of me.”—RFK Jr.
Heroin, China white, or just smack, took him into lost dreams and an altering of gritty reality Chasing the dragon, didn’t seem enough to balm a wounded psyche Losing to lust demons An iconic face of his late father A boy destined to see an assassination Shot at the hands, of Sirhan Sirhan Grief stricken is the neon nod, duji the catalyst that would take his brother Another reckless misfortune of the scourge of addiction Up until a river's cleansing Washed away are the sins Recovery that teaches humility Opening his heart toward God Liberating his birthright charm and political pedigree to full shiny view Somewhere down the crazy river calm waters bring back a boy we the people once new
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