Honoring Dr King
I’ve been to Memphis and the place
Where ML King was shot,
But where I was when it occurred,
I must say I forgot.
Of course I grieved, the way I did
When RFK was killed,
Two lives destroyed when both had
So much good to be fulfilled.
Assassinations always hurt,
For mostly they deprive
The world of all the victims tried
To do when still alive.
The death of JFK, to me,
Is etched inside my brain,
Where all the details when I heard
Indelibly remain.
Yet, though it wasn’t quite the same
For Martin Luther King,
His birthday’s a reminder
Of a man worth honoring.
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