Red lights flash sirens blare
A blue and white police cruiser flies
across Manhattan
Over his fallen and broken body
John Lennon floats
John Lennon
Hovers
His mind flashes back to when he was a
boy
And a band played behind the wall of
his garden
Debilitated by paranoia and delusions
Mark David Chapman harassed Hari Krishnas
And threatened
Scientologists
He sent telegrams to Satan
Outside his holding cell he is fitted with a bullet proof vest
‘No fuck ups No Oswalds’
The police commander calls out
We are buried beneath falling ashes
We hear the tinkling keys of a piano
We hear a voice
Like a hummingbird it feeds on flowers and honey
Our minds flash back to when we were
children
And a band played behind the wall of
our garden
John Lennon floats John Lennon
Hovers
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