Breakfast News

Music died that day
as cornflakes lay uneaten
in a pool of milk
the shockwaves rippled through the air
a bullet had taken him to his grave
the world took on a surreal shade of grey
and death suddenly became very real
in the echoes of a voice on the radio
John Lennon is dead.


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About Jez Farmer

I am a freelance writer and poet and started writing after raising my two boys as a way of discovering just who Jez is. That is still very much an on-going project but the journey so far has introduced me to many wonderful friends and fellow writers through an ever growing love of poetry.
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