Among the Kennedy Graves

The Eternal Flame

I stood among the graves that cannot hold 
the Kennedy brothers,
a light for all three burns brighter than any
eternal flame.  
The world aglow because they lived to dare
the rest of us,
to find justice and live it wherever the world
breaks little ones.
The strong do what they will, said the wise 
Thucydides, while
the weal do what they must and seldom bear.  
The flame burns brightly,
for the fallen king with two simple crosses,
                                                                                        a trinity still living with us.

Grave of Edward M.  Kennedy

Grave of Robert F. Kennedy