Oh, John Lennon. We miss you.
We miss your tender optimism. We miss your vision and hope.
Here we are, all these years later in dystopia rising.
Everyone’s learning to fight and shoot.
Not a lot of time to imagine when you’re avoiding a quick right hook or thinking you’re fighting off savage marauders. No time for joy. No time for hope. No time for Moons that promise and bring the flowers…
Imagine giving Peace a Chance. Imagine.