What was the part
Of this man
That caused someone
To kill?
Was his cries for "Peace!",
Throughout the land,
The reason his blood was spilt?

Let us sing a song,
For an era that's gone;
Let us sing for days gone by.
Let us imagine our potential,
And remember looking glass ties,
So his songs will never die

There was a man,
Long ago,
Strong of heart and soul.
He sang his songs,
He was shot to death,
And died out in the snow.

And he died out in the snow.
 

- kp, 1980

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