JESUS FOREVER KING
Recollect I can, on TV, Nixon and Kennedy, in 1960, squaring it off
When, from a nightly prep class, boarders at King’s were let off.
In a testy debate, JFK glowed; his charisma, as endearing as ever,
On a foretold, land-slide victory by opinion polls, voters didn’t
waiver.
Fifty years on, difficult it has been for the world to sigh and move on;
Fitzgerald 1963 unsolved murder to brush aside, allowing life to go
on.
Conspiracy theories won’t go away, half-a-century after the brutal act.
Yet, the number of theorists keeps growing by the day, and that’s a
fact.
Sleep you tight, John, knowing that ask what your country could do
For you, that you didn’t, but your good deeds hearts many endear to you.
We, who your legacy cherish, know you’re with Jesus, forever King,
Not forgetting, there’s no killing a man whose smile ever will a bell
ring.
Lagos, November 22, 2013
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