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THE PATH TOWARDS THE DARKNESS
In school… Kennedy was shot.
Loudspeakers calmly announce the news,
directing us to go home.
Raking leaves, I ask our neighbor if he knows.
He nods quietly.
At our house. Cronkite, intoning the dark story.
Grim and resolute.
Words go on for hours.
Years later.
Martin too..
Tears of sadness
A huge void in our world.
Finally,
Bobby..
We’ll never see that light again.