I discovered this poem which I had written when I was twelve years-old and wanted to share with the world. The first record I received was of "The Birth of the Beatles". They have been an influential part of my life through their music and I know the rest of the world shares in those experiences and memories of the Fab Four from Liverpool.

"Imagine A World Without John"

Liverpool lad, Rock-n-Roll Dad
He had a dream, a dream that came true
To play in a band and 'man' how they grew
By the tender age of sixteen, he had compiled a crew
With a couple of skiffle blokes and an artist named Stu
The Quarrymen they were named in honor of their school and they played for two years
Until sadness plagued John from Julia's tears
John met Paul, who too could play and sing
They marveled at their American idols; Berry, Holly & The King
A friendship and songwriting partnership formed at the church fete on that July Summer day
With two pieces of the puzzle, they were well on their way
From Rickenbackers, to mop tops to cool classy beats they set Hamburg & Liverpool on fire
To that February night on Sullivan to a somber JFK nation, they were adored and admired
From their first day long session with George Martin on "Please, Please Me"
To their final rooftop concert in January cold and the Apple film, "Let It Be"
Their songs were messages of peace and love sent through you, I and Heaven above
Across the Universe
I envision John lying still in the tall grass of Strawberry Fields making shapes of the clouds
For this place was his playground canvas and here all are allowed
And the world will live as ONE
IMAGINE