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A Memorial To Martin Luther King Jr
Words would fail me if I might assay To articulate the courage of this man. The numerous facets of his dossier Are subject for song in a distant land. Awakened in youth from serene dreams By the melodious blast of Israel’s horn. Tall standing received earth’s esteems, Accepting God’s charge wherefore he was born. His marble image cleaves the bluest sky, And his halo is now a crown about his brow. His peace of mind earth can no longer deny, For he has now fulfilled his earthly vow. It can only suppose with the midnight of the mind, What may be reason’s welcome morning star. One day he may return even more divine, With a holier task from God who reigns from afar. There’s no thunder heard from Sinai’s height, And we see no parting waves at Jordan’s bank. We have followed no truer soldier in our darkest night, And now are marching on bravely in file and rank. Rolling on in faith toward the welcome dawn, The good fight won he’s earned the honor of Moses. Now trekking the soul’s desert to the divine throne, He follows God’s light up the street of yellow roses.
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