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Vivian Zems Jul 2020
In life’s rearview
Rosa refused to stand
Nelson paid the price for his land
King’s dream was shattered by a bullet
which birthed more bullets for the chocolate man
Until we said NO MORE!
Vladimir Lionter May 2020
Do you know, citizens,
Martin Luther?
You’ll say: “Yes!”
I’ll answer: “Bingo!”
You are of the Saxon khutor’s philosopher,
I am
of Martin Luther King!
He was the king but without
The kingdom
the greatest among idols.
He gifted many children
happy childhood,
And deserved
the Peace Nobel Prize!
He brought freedom
from segregation,
All races became
equal at last!
He gave democracy to his nation,
A bridge’s carrying
his name in Texas.
The world did not know
a bravier soldier,
In the field of rights’
defence’s ring!
Every state’s people’s
honouring further
The memory of
Martin Luther King!

Знаете, граждане,
Мартина Лютера?
Скажете: «Да» – Я отвечу:
Вы –
про философа сакского хутора,
Я Вам –
про Мартина Лютера Кинга!
Был королём он
без королевства –
Не было круче
тогда кумира!
Многим он сделал
счастливое детство –
Ему дали
Нобеля Премию Мира!
От сегрегации дал свободу –
Нет разделенью
в правах по расе!
Дал демократию он народу –
В честь его назван был
мост в Техасе.
Отважней не знал мир тогда
В поле правозащитного ринга!
Жители каждого нынче
Память чтут
Мартина Лютера Кинга!

Translator - I. Toporov
Jonathan Moya Jan 2020
In the shadow of Lincoln
he heard Mahalia shout out
“Tell them about the dream, Martin!
Tell them about the dream.”

He remembered the vision
and the words that came to him
on that long walk to freedom
on that 75 degree June Detroit day.

It was evident as the clear water
of the mall’s reflecting pool,
the Washington monument in front,
the declarations of Jefferson behind him.

He again heard Mahalia’s words sing in him,
the dream of 12 thousand 500 score faces,
wanting to listen, pleading to listen
but only Mahalia’s rising above this soul’s choir.

He pushed the papers to the lectern’s left
and his old preacher voice remembered Detroit,
Montgomery, Albany, Birmingham.
He rose, called to them and the mountains beyond.
Big Virge Jan 2020
Just Like ... " Dr. King " ...

... I Have One TOO ... !!!

But It Seems MY Dream Is WASTED On YOU ... !!!

Those Who CHOOSE To IGNORE .................................. Proof ....
That Those Who RULE Have Reduced Some Youths ...

While THEY PROTECT Their WEALTHY Friends ... !!!!!
Who COLLUDE And ABUSE Whilst Feeding FAKE News ... !!!!!

They USE Issues And TV Crews To INDUCE Feuds ...
That Reduce The Truth To ... " MIRAGE-Like Pools " ...

See Those NOT Schooled Are EASILY Fooled ...
By What They Say About The World TODAY ... !!!

When Kids Get SHOT ...
It's The SAME OLD SONG And Usual Response ...

" Bureaucrats Are SHOCKED ! " ...

"What On Earth's Going On ?" ...

Well Pretty Much THE SAME ...
As THEIR ... " WAR GAMES " ... !!!

"Aren't CHILDREN KILLED By Bombing Airplanes ?!?"

Well OF COURSE They Then Have Ways To VINDICATE ... !!!

"We're making a stand,
against terrorist plans,
to protect the state !"

DREAMING Up ... INDEED ... !!!!!

How About Contrive ... ?
To let The INNOCENT DIE For OIL Pipelines ... !?!
So That They Can BLEED The Survivors ... DRY ... !!!

Dreams Like THESE Are NOT My Type ... !!!

I Dream of Times When ENERGISING Lives ...
Becomes What DRIVES Our Leaders Minds ... !!!

PROTECTION For The OLD When They're On Their Own ... !!!
And PROTECTION For The Young From Those with GUNS ... !!!

... Criminals And YES POLICEMAN ... !!!!!

Those Who Seem To SHOOT For FUN ... !?!

And THINK ... " APOLOGIES " ...
Will Then APPEASE Their Families ... ?!?

It's CLEAR Their Dreams Become NIGHTMARES ...
When It Is The Police ... They SEE In Them ... !!!!!

I Dream of PEACE And LESS Problems ...
And LESS Repeats of KILLING SPREES ... !!!!!!

Affecting Parents ... of CHILDREN ... !!!!!

My Dreams Consist of So MUCH MORE ...
And Will PERSIST To ... My Deaths' Door ... !!!

Which May Be SOONER Than I'd Choose ...
Because of SHOOTERS ... NOW In Use ... !!!

THINK It ... Through ... !!!

Can We Blame The Youth For DREAMS They're SHOWN ...
of LUXURIOUS Homes In ... AFFLUENT Zones ... !!!
ZONES With Keys That The WEALTHY Hold ... !!!
For Companies ... Where SELL OUTS Go ... !!!

My Dream Is For The People To FIND Their SOUL ...
And STOP The EVIL Who ... CONTROL ...
And POLITICISE ... About OUR LIVES ... !!!
ESPECIALLY When Young People ... DIE ... !!!

The CURRENT Trend of ... Youthful DEATHS ...
Is Bound To Make MORE People ... "TENSE" ... !!!

VIOLENCE ... Is NOT A GAME ... !!!
People Should PLAY ... When Bullets SPRAY ... !!!!!

So Who's To BLAME ... ?!?

The GUNS and CHAINS And BLING Brigades ... ???

... "Have Got NO BRAINS !" ...

Well Some of Them YES It's ... Fair To Say ... !!!
But What FUELS Them To EMBRACE These Ways ... !?!

MUSIC That BIG LABELS ... Take ...

Or ... Video Games For Kids To Play ...
Where Images SOAK Inside Their Brains ...
of DRUG LORD WARS And GUN Escapades ... !!!!!!!!!

My Dreams Reduce THESE Corporate Crews ...
Who Are QUICK To USE ... ANYTHING That SELLS  ... !!!!!
EVEN If The Youth DON'T Use Them WELL ... !?!

Technological Tools ...
Are NOT ... " ALL GOOD " ... !!!
Like NUCLEAR Bombs ... !!!
Or Guns NOW USED For INSIDIOUS Moves ... !!!
Do You GET What It Is I'm Saying To You ... ?!?

From MUSIC To The ... " INTERNET " ...
Corporates COLLECT For THEIR RICH Friends ... !!!
Whether Or NOT They Cause ... PROBLEMS ... !!!

They'll Be ABROAD BEHIND ... " SAFE Doors " ...
When Street Wars SOAR And ... Young Blood POURS ... !!!

Their Causes PRETEND To ... Help The Poor ...

I Dream of PEACE And HAPPIER Times ...
Where Guns and Knives ... AREN'T Glamourised ... !!!!!

And RACE ISN'T Used To DIVIDE Our Minds ... !!!

Like Doctor King I ... CHERISH Life ... !!!
And SHOW THIS Through The Words I Write ... !!!

I Deal In What's REAL But Dream Sometimes ...
About A World Where ... WE DON'T Hurt ... !!!

So I Hope My Words ...
AREN'T WASTED On YOU ... !!!!!

Cos' When It Comes To ...
..... " A Dream " ....
of ... LOVING Human Beings ...

Just Like Doctor King ...

" I Have One Too ! " .......
Obviously Inspired by Martin Luther King .....
Listen HERE :
monica zindy Jan 2019
Was Martin Luther King’s dream accomplished?
Its monday the 21st of january, today is one of history’s most cherished days.Its the day we remember the works of martin luther king and his dreams.He is one of my greatest life inspirations because I rise my ideas from hate,pain ,racism and colorism.

As quoted ; ‘I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where there will not be judged by their skin colour but the content of their character,’

We have read so much of Martin Luther King and his desire to promote human equality. Can we say his works were worth it?
Its the hate and pain of colorism that is killing me silently.The disgrace of poverty to fight back the insults of the enemy, giving me power and willingness to write in continuation of the dreams of martin luther king and maybe be that african lion who tried to learn how to write in hope that stories of history cease to glorify the hunter.
Who am I you may wonder, to write against the masters? Yes am dark skinned and poor, am african and do not meet up to the european standards of humanity.I own nothing apart from my brains to qualify me for respect in world activities.Am not a man, am not a *******, am not a thief, am not aggressive and am not sick am just a dark skin black girl. These negative labels are my skin’s burdens.This skin is locked in chains of slavery and negativity.

I thought martin luther king worked so hard to see that one day his works will benefit the coming black generation against colorism and racism.The coming generation which is now our generation.If martin luther’s dream was a reality, why are we still valued in accordance to our skin colours?His hopes were just a word spoken and forgotten without impact.His dream is still a dream of many of the black generation.
His dream is also my dream,a dream of hope there will come a generation where black skin people will travel and live on any land of the earth without having to live through any generalised judgmental stereotypes.insults and disrespect.

I hope there will come a generation where dark skin black women will be treated with respect in their difference and never be pulled down of value for not meeting up with the expected european standards of human
Michael King May 2018
We contradict here, all the premonitions of old,
that as hollow men and women, we should rise,
and take into our hand a pre-existing cause,
to band together, kindred of our character.

Though we strive to be forbidden to the difference,
harvested collaborators to our unrestrained hearts,
As our spirits try to ascend, we prohibit their actions.
We are bidden, overridden, and we are ******.

Did we grip our brother’s hand when he was losing?
Did we tend our mother’s hurt when she was broke?
We deprived our very sister, to implore till she was dead,
and we refereed the fingers, which fed us until they bled.

As a single man once intoned, on a stairway miles away;
We must subsist and struggle as one great homeland,
carry our neighbor’s burdens as though they were our own.
one kin, one race, though the color of skin may diverge.

Let us not stop in our virtuous endeavor, our strong destiny,
We are Lords of the future, master and slave, there be none.
We have risen from the catacombs of supreme despondency,
have accepted the heretical pressure of a ruined significance.

The night is no longer our mission; we travel unstained portals,
those which have always foreshadowed our meager gains.
We live for love, and cannot only give earned compassion.
We must love for the sake of devotion, and the sake of bounty.

We will take the apprehension of the mother, and the father,
and we will pacify it, will comfort their woes, and they will smile.
We will teach the child to go forth into the Dark, an existing torch,
upholding what we see as the shadows of bravery and optimism.

And when the times comes, and we lay down to die in peace,
we go, knowing the world had its little exploit of freedom,
its earned hope, not wasted, against bleak souls of the depraved,
having permitted the sun to shine; smiling as we resign to fate.
Peter Balkus May 2018
I have a dream,
that one day
I will wake up
from the nightmare of reality.
Nova Born Jan 2018
The rose bush has so many roses
a choice for every person that wanders by
the one that is closest, or the one far and high?
one man saw these roses
all the choices in the bundles
he saw the one that had no thorns
he saw one with many leaves
and then he saw the rose with the most thorns,
one that surely meant destruction
if touched..
but on that morning
one man reached up,
gently grabbing that rose
not being pricked until the last moment,
for that rose had the darkest petals and the lightest ones,
swirling in a chain
that man knew he had His Rose,
and that man has a Dream
for the people of the future
to be like that rose.

He succeeded
causing anger and his death
but also a future
The Future of The Dark and Light Rose.
Sorry i haven't been on, just been busy on my new server on blockheads, called "Dragon & wolf Rp"
If you wanna check it out..
this poem is about Martin Luther Kings Jr., and basically is about how he made a choice that was hard, and actually made it there. I know it's late, was planning on doing it sooner, but better late then never!
ConnectHook Apr 2017
You may cover the stench with a potpourri—
while you gag, as you finger your rosary.
Sacrosanct nourriture…
or decayed pourriture?
(Other patrons might label it Popery.)

Though the tepidly Protestant matron
of a church that is stagnant and state-run
does not care about Luther,
We’ll bother to truth her
with Calvin or Knox as our patron.

Though the Vatican’s bottomless coffers
make some very un-Lutheran offers,
I would rather talk Tetzel
(with beer and a pretzel)
and drink with the rebels and scoffers.

We forget that the birth of the Kirk
was a vicious, un-Catholic work
One recalls ****** Mary…
and Knox was no faerie.
His doctrine drove Satan berserk.

Many chairmen, deficient in wit
who on flimsy theologies sit
with no justification
hate predestination,
reviling it more than a bit.

Barthelemy (in French: St. Bartholomew)
was unpleasant, as most of the martyrs knew
Roman Catholic correction
or violent deception?
In heaven, they’re getting the overview…

People gag, and then murmur the rosary
seeking solace in incense or potpourri
you must pardon my French
but this damnable stench
smells like nothing so much as like Popery.
napowrimo #10

This new format ***** .
Where's the italic and bold?
Eliot blew it.

(my Haiku for the day)
Dwalker Jan 2017
Are you seeing what I'm seeing
Do you smell what I smell
Do you breathe the air I breathe
Or is this all just me

Tell me know
Is this what you want
Out of the mouth of Martin Luther King Jr.
"Darkness can't drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate can't drive out hate; only love can do that"
We can't hate something that we created
We made them mad
We fired them up
We stand on democracy's front lawn
You stand where you stand and the ground will continue to move around you
Be tainted
Be rude
Be ******
Be crude
But don't put words in our mouths or take them out of context
Don't riot and charge
Be strong and stand where you stand for how ever long

We can walk these streets from La to D.C
We can scream at the top of our lungs
Until we can't breathe
We can fight with our words and our hearts as we please
Because we have the right to free speech
We have the right to free press
We have the right to protest
But the fire is not a right
Disturbing the peace
Not a right
What ever we have left keep it please

On May 21, 1979 a riot took place
Causing people to break windows
Burn police cars
And fight so brutally
That riot had a name
White Night
See these people wanted to fight for what they thought was right
The intention was good yet the way that it was presented was hellish
On April 12, 1861
The bloodiest war of American history began
It started with the nation fighting over an issue
A big one too
The president at the time some people liked
Others hated
He spoke a speech so that everyone could hear that the issue was now taken care of
That is what he thought
It sparked what we all know as the Civil War

Please tell me now
Is this what you want
To create a war
A dysfunctuon
Out of the mouth of Harvey Milk
"Hope will never be silent"
Your  hope, my hope, his hope, our hope
It will never remain silent
Yet a riot is not what they need nor what we need
So march down these streets from La to D.C
Take on the people we never see
They could take the bull horn out your hands but they can't take the fire out of your voice
Be strong
Be peaceful
And be bold
Keep on fighting

Are you seeing what I'm seeing
Do you smell what I smell
Do you breathe the air I breathe
Or is this all just me
History repeats it's self more than anything.
This is more than just a poem or a thought. It is a realization.
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