Letters - "Bremerland"

“Bremerland”

We received the following poem in response to our recent issue on assassinations. Check out part 2 of that series on page 8 of this issue.

BREMERLAND

Somewhere down in Dixieland
Garrison can't play his hand
Neubleu cheer in every brain
Arthur Bremer is the name.

Trial to see if Bremer is insane
Trial to see if Bremer is to blame
While the Nation's Brain's aflame
Arthur Bremer ain't the same.

After Dealy Plaza Sixty-three
M.L. King and Bobby Kennedy
Since George Wallace got the ax
Can you tell me who is next?

Hunt to Hampton, Boggs to Malcolm X
Teddy's neatly skewered off the bridge
Ruby 's cancered, Oswald Skids,
Just for 'Jacky and the kids’.

Don't let that bloody deal go down
2039 is war too long
Nineteen hundred eighty-four
Knockin' next on heaven's door.

H. Gonzalez wants to know the truth
But he needs to hear from me and you
Who's behind it? Wait and see.
James Earl Ray just changed his plea.

The Subliminal Kid