Martin Luther King

Written by: Annalise Brigham

Born to lead; born to inspire 
Words he spoke proven true
Of steadfast mind he did aspire 
Burdens cast held like glue           

Humble of spirit; plead his cause  
Violence and hate; he abhorred
Though scorned by men he bore his cross
Path of peace he adored

His heart whispered a time of “doom”
Guiltless blood was required
Dark days peaked, his hour to come soon   
Stars revealed fate’s desire

Quiet moments of dismal sorrow
Dreams did convey courage
Death would bring better tomorrows
Judas’s choice fetched the rage

History keeps the dreadful date
When he died good had won
Evil stirred bowl of hate 
But see what death begun
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By Annalise
Note For Craig's "Historical Modified Quatrain" Contest
01/31/13