With love and respect to a "National Hero" who gave his life
for future goodness. This coming National holiday January 16th 2017
his first name was Martin; let us begin...
And so you came and left Alabama
on words that blew sharply
piercing even the most covered ear
Great cities welcomed you
and some did not
Pride from a long struggle
subdued anger
bringing about a glimpse
of worldwide HOPE for everyone
and all the poor
Prophetic visions were shouted
in strength to all four corners of the globe
Yet a crucifixion was waiting
for you in the guise of a missile
And too early a wheat was razed,
and the loaf became bitter
Your body was passed from mind to mind
as we ate of your bitter loaf
And so the dirge-drums were struck
And so the cadence bowed
And so the tears were shed
And so a brother in spirit was dead
All colors mixed in unison-
And out from that dark cloud appeared a rainbow
And rain tear-cheeks dried
And a resurrection of pride
soon flooded the country-
We all became baptised
in blood and truth...
Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 7:55 AM UTC
With love and respect to a "National Hero" who gave his life
for future goodness. This coming National holiday January 16th 2017
his first name was Martin; let us begin...
And so you came and left Alabama
on words that blew sharply
piercing even the most covered ear
Great cities welcomed you
and some did not
Pride from a long struggle
subdued anger
bringing about a glimpse
of worldwide HOPE for everyone
and all the poor
Prophetic visions were shouted
in strength to all four corners of the globe
Yet a crucifixion was waiting
for you in the guise of a missile
And too early a wheat was razed,
and the loaf became bitter
Your body was passed from mind to mind
as we ate of your bitter loaf
And so the dirge-drums were struck
And so the cadence bowed
And so the tears were shed
And so a brother in spirit was dead
All colors mixed in unison-
And out from that dark cloud appeared a rainbow
And rain tear-cheeks dried
And a resurrection of pride
soon flooded the country-
We all became baptised
in blood and truth...
King followed in Mahatma Gandi's footsteps...go with me in peace and love my brothers and sisters
