A poem that was very popular on the old mp3.com

It was just thoughts on how a lot of big stars die young and a mark of tribute to some of them.

I was thinking about Kurt Cobain
And his chances were pretty slim,
And I was thinking of John Lennon
'Cos I owe a lot to him;
Just soldiers with guns of wood and string
Shot down with lack of understanding.
I was thinking of Jimi Hendrix
And other stars passed on,
Who gave their music
Immortalised in song.
I was wondering about our future
In a world turned upside down,
Where love's a word corrupted
To the sound of a weeping clown
And gunfire's from the soldiers
With guns of wood and string.