In the roots of history, a name holds dear,
guiding us through the darkness of night.
The man's soul burns with passion so clear,
and his name is Robert Jr., a beacon's light.Born of noble stock with a legacy profound,
he's an echo of his father's enduring voice.
Wearing compassion like a thorned crown,
he makes the world a better, kinder choice.His eagle eyes notice injustices far and wide,
a fierce champion of the voiceless oppressed.
Seeking to heal wounds, not let them reside,
a leader who just keeps fighting devoid of rest.A strong heart and sound mind united as one,
RFK Jr. fights for justice till the battle's done.

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Sonnets
PoetryA collection of poetry written in a specific rhyme pattern. I hope you enjoy reading these sonnets as much as I did writing them.