“I cannot be what I ought to be, unless you are what you ought to be, and you cannot be what you ought to be unless I am what I ought to be.”.
Martin Luther King
**tonight, saw a woman
dance to these words...**
body precision pinpoint akimbo shaking,
testifying with every limb,
this be, a sensible truth....
**the music of the words,
no music
but the words, uttered in his kingly voice,
that
was the only instrument present,
more than sufficient...**
long after, the theater dark,
audience and dancers,
dispatched onto the
New York City dark despairing winter's icing streets,
I am tasting them on my tongue,
out loud as they should be spoke....
**not going to essay, meaning plain,
not going diminish their simplicity....**
but this I can say,
this will feed my consciousness,
a long time coming....
and I will be
that much
closer
to who
I
ought to be
Feb 26, 2015
Feb 26, 2015 at 12:15 AM UTC
“I cannot be what I ought to be, unless you are what you ought to be, and you cannot be what you ought to be unless I am what I ought to be.”.
Martin Luther King
**tonight, saw a woman
dance to these words...**
body precision pinpoint akimbo shaking,
testifying with every limb,
this be, a sensible truth....
**the music of the words,
no music
but the words, uttered in his kingly voice,
that
was the only instrument present,
more than sufficient...**
long after, the theater dark,
audience and dancers,
dispatched onto the
New York City dark despairing winter's icing streets,
I am tasting them on my tongue,
out loud as they should be spoke....
**not going to essay, meaning plain,
not going diminish their simplicity....**
but this I can say,
this will feed my consciousness,
a long time coming....
and I will be
that much
closer
to who
I
ought to be
