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Written By: D. Collins 9/29/25
The only people in America, that's ever acknowledged me.
Was Abraham Lincoln and the and the brothers Kennedy.
They went outside the lines which cost them their lives.
We just silence anyone who believes in equal rights.
Now here we are in the year twenty-twenty-five.
And, that hatred for others is very much alive.
Unless it is directed towards the state of Isreal.
You're convicted and facing a long stint in jail.
There ain't nothing wrong with telling the truth.
That ten-times hatred that was thrown at you.
This ain't no gossip, just ask any black man.
How the police departments became the Klan.
Joplin was to Southern Comfort,
what Hendrix was to smack
Morrison was to masquerade,
what Dylan never lacks
Woodstock was to 69,’
what music was to time
Saigon was to those who stayed,
what Auschwitz now reminds
Kennedy was to hopes and dreams,
what nightmares were to some
Castro was to leftist thugs,
what cymbals are to drums
Kissinger was to Nixon
what Canada was to home
Dr. King to civil rights,
what kings are to their thrones
Walter Cronkite was to news,
what intention was to fact
Altar boys were to Priests,
what pretzels are to snacks
58,000 were to die,
what a wall was to proclaim
58,000 were to all,
what conscience is to shame
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)
The Democrats were ready to stop you! I saw and heard them talk to you like garbage!
But here you are about to be sworn in as Secretary of Health and Human Services
I wrote a few years ago about when you were running for president it had so many reads. I wanted to thank especially all those who had the courage to sign it. Thank you. PR.
I was in high scool when your uncle was killed, it made this nation so sad.
The I watched when your father shot, I was very overcome with sadness.
For years the records were a secret and hidden.
But our new President is opening the books, we will find out why your father and your uncle will killed.
And Of course, Martin Luther King….
I though America is going down the hill…well, it was.
I think those days are all over and a peaceful return to America in the world.
We can live and learn, facing the future with God’s love and peace.
Best wisheses to Robert Kennedy!
Director of Homeland Secoritny
2/13/2o25
The Integrity travels a quarter million miles,
The farthest point humankind has now reached;
A flight path record in decades will sing,
When it launched at the dusk of April first.
In the night when the countdown hits zero,
At Kennedy Space Center, the rocket fires its intro;
Tearing Orion into the deep dark,
As four souls leave their only known planet.
That moment the engines strum one last time,
The ship slips from Earth's grip and sight;
Watching the sphere shrink in the window frame,
Till it's just a marbled blue note of light.
Sensing the shift of the Moon's pull,
That takes over the rhyme and symphony;
The astronauts look back at their homeland,
Hearing from Earth again is a melody.
On the far side of the Moon,
They are in total radio silence —
Just them and the stars, with the Moon between them
And the pull of a cosmos beyond human sense.
At thirty times the speed of sound, Orion hits the atmosphere,
Orange and white flowers slow the song down;
The crackling, fiery heat plays its chord,
Treble clef curve makes splashdown safe and sound..
Here's a little trip
down Presidential elections'
Memory Lane
where the slogans of yesteryear
may seem rather inane
Give 'em Hell, Harry, but Dewey or don't we (1948 Truman vs. Dewey)
All the way with Adlai, but I like Ike (1952 Stevenson vs. Eisenhower)
Experience counts, but we can't stand Pat (1960 Kennedy vs. Nixon)
In your heart, you know he's right (1964 Goldwater vs.
In your guts, you know he's nuts Johnson)
Come Home, America: Acid, Amnesty
and Abortion for All (1972 McGovern vs. Nixon)
Why not the Best --- Not just Peanuts (1976 Carter vs. Ford)
Good Morning America; just Trust Me (1980 Reagan vs. Carter)
Keep Hope Alive; (1988 Jesse Jackson, Sr. vs.
Read My Lips, No New Taxes George H.W. Bush, Sr.)
Putting People First, and
Down with King George George (1992 Bill Clinton vs. Bush, Sr.)
Compassionate Conservatism, but (2000 Al Gore vs.
Prosperity and Progress George W. Bush, Jr.)
Change we can believe in, though Country First (2008 Obama vs. McCain)
Make America Great Again, yet Love Trumps Hate (Trump vs. Clinton)
Some of theses were pretty good
Others were just awful
Whether they moved us or not
At least they were lawful
It was fifty – five years ago when a man stepped out of the shadows
He had burning desire to change the course of this country
And give us all hope for a new tomorrow.
From every corner of this land they came to hear this man speak
To hear his words to find the comfort and truth they desperately did seek.
And then that one day the voice those words and that man was gone
A saddened nation slowly learned in had to carry on
Time passed by and we entered a new century
Yet many of us could not forget the man we called Bobby
And now it seems that fate has stepped in again
A young man with a smile steps up and we embrace him like a long lost friend
He speaks words that stir our hearts and together with him we stand.
He is part of this country's legacy
He is the son of Bobby Kennedy
The house we lived in
Was someone's idea of a castle.
Stone and old cement walls
Ornate ceiling fixtures
A faded marble foyer.
There were no buyers
So it went cheap
My parents were also practical.
There were two apartments
Which meant a monthly income.
We lived upstairs
So as to not hear footsteps at night
Our rooms were small
And the walls retained a coldness
That lasted until summer
In the foyer
Near the door
Was a telephone
Perched on a small table
Big enough to lean on
In case the call
Became a conversation.
The phone itself
Was basic black
Ordinary
And indestructible.
Our TV was in the living room
We watched
The Kennedy/Nixon debates
And witnessed the trauma of Kennedy's assassination
The nation grieved
For the Kennedys
But not for too long
Our attention was diverted
When the Beatles arrived.
It was the sixties
America was anxious
And searching for something new to believe in
And so were we.
Things changed
I left
My sister married
And our little brother
Inherited a room of his own.
Parents didn't change
They spent time
Dwelling on old memories and unpaid debts.
I visit the old place
Now and then
Driving by slowly
Long enough to see that
The new family:
Added an extension
Expanded the garage
Used up most of the back yard
Changes which I can't approve.
I still remember
When I lived there
How I was able to see the New York City skyline at night
Lit up
And full of promises
Then
I would dream
Of being someone else
And somewhere else.
Once passing by the house
I imagined
The front door
Opened
I was tempted to walk in
And saw myself climbing
The long staircase to the top
To look out and see
If the city lights
Still shone brightly
Beckoning me with her spell
If so,
I would ask whatever happened to my dreams?
I don't remember TRUMAN
And very little of ISENHOWER.
I do remember KENNEDY. "Ask not...";
And a lot about JOHNSON. "Great Society".
I remember NIXON. "I'm not a crook".
I remember FORD who pardoned Nixon;
And CARTER who cried his best to make
things right, and also said he wouldn't lie.
I remember REAGAN. "Tear down these walls".
I remember BUSH 1 and the short Iraqi War.
I remember CLINTON and his sex scandal.
I remember BUSH 2, who toppled Sadam.
I remember OBAMA and the capture of Osama
bin Laden. And I remember TRUMP'S first term
And COVID 19. I remember BIDEN and his agenda.
Trump reigns presently, making many changes.
Tears on Mother Liberty
Plutocracy the society they created through the Trump towers, now they regret it Like Iraq having no democracy.
Theocracy seems Like the answer for now, for evil has ruined what was once a great nation, Living all hopeless and faithless.
God bless America!
Down your tools, raise your fists and continue the dream of Martin Luther King bring shame to the fiend debilitating our society.
No more shooting, instead put the blame on Putin and realize BLACKLIVESMATTER.
We can't kill each other or else the assassination of John. F. Kennedy is not an abomination, recreation these kids seizing on opiates therefore we need purple rain through the Prince of peace.
The circus in the White House like Clinton, soldier on like Hilary and let the heart of Obama infect us all with Love for one another whether you black, white, Latino or whatever we are America!
A flame so bright that lit the way,
A promise whispered everyday,
A nation dreamt, a future bold,
John Kennedy`s name, lips still hold.
A flame so bright that lit the way,
Sparkled far and made the mind sway,
He spoke of hope, a future bright
And countrymen with equal rights.
Let`s sing John Kennedy`s glory,
Together you and me,
Together everybody,
Sing his shining glory.
A flame so bright that lit the way,
To crowds he chose wise words to say
He aimed for stars beyond the sky,
Asked citizens bravely to try.
A flame so bright , that lit the way,
A sunshine glowing with his ray,
He asked for strength, not comfort`s ease
To build a world that would appease.
Let`s chant John Kennedy`s story
Together you and me
Together everybody
Chant his glorious story,
A flame so bright, that lit the way,
He wished not residents to stray,
But grow up the national cake
And everyone to reap his stake,
A flame so bright that lit the way,
But a shot rang on the highway,
Like shadows, he fell with a blow
A nation wept in silent woe.
Let us air John Kennedy`s fame
Tobgether resonate his name,
Together vibrate his flame,
Air his wonderful fame.
A flame so bright that lit the way,
With a shot dreams were blown away,
Though time has flown and tales been told,
John Kennedy`s name shines as gold.
A flame so bright that lit the way,
With years, men`s glamour may decay,
But Kennedy`s fame bound to stay,
Still shines on the nation`s archway,
Let`s hum John Kennydy`s eminence
Together resound his prominence
Together cahant his billance
Hum his worldly eminence.