It's not a sign board that says
"Go away"
That is a mark of a silent prayer

It is the act of giving the poor a place to stay
When your pockets are empty
And you live in a house of despair

It's not tear gas on the streets
Or hostile stares to the cops
That is a mark of a silent plea

It is the act of kindness that takes heart
When the world hates you and is against you
And takes up it's arms

♛   ♛   ♛

Martin Luther, righteous King,
made the Reformation sing.
Popes and peasants, out of key
turned it into misery.
German beer and Roman crimes
made for most uncivil times
much like our own. We must confess
rights and wrongs we yet possess...

Half a millennium later on
a Baptist pastor and his son
took this noble Saxon name
and furthered the Reformer's fame.
Some revisionists deny
St. Martin Luther's role, and try
to minimize theology
in civil rights chronology.
The second Luther of my song
inspired—but did not last as long.
Social Justice notwithstanding,
King's successors need re-branding.
Politicians steal his mantle,
cloak their lies in his example;
agitators claim his glory
pushing God out of the story;
educators sing his praises
but some people's conduct raises
doubts about that dream of King—
and hope... and change...  and everything.