"Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that."—Martin Luther King Jr.
Honoring Dr King
Loneliness
Odious
Violence
Eliminator
Why can’t we be judged by the content of our character?
Are we now racist, because of white privilege and black lives matter?
This is our new wall, racism is still dividing,
these two profound statements are creating bitter chatter.
Dr. King lost his life because of his dream in 63,
segregation is what this great man envisioned would one day leave.
The architects of our Republic intended all men to be free,
our declaration of independence is what we now need to believe.
As a people we need to remember, all of our positive achievements,
we need to move forward and continue to gain ground.
We need to focus on life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.
We are all created equal, this evident truth has got to be found.
We all need to sit down at the table of brotherhood.
Everything we do right now, needs to be done together.
We need to erase all of our anger and live here as one people
if we join our hearts, there is no storm we can’t weather.
August 7,2020
*inspired by Dr. Martin Luther Kings I Have A Dream speech*
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His dream still echoes
Through our lands and our bodies
Like seeds in the earth
Open your mind, as I rekindle an old fire,
of a great man's dream, a great man's desire
Martin Luther King Jr. had a dream he said,
in an era, in which many people he had led
He envisioned a new world in his minds eye,
dying for that vision, yet his dream didn't die
Dreams of a new world where kindness is not new
Where loving thy neighbor was, the thing to do
Every culture, and color could live as one
No wars to fight, because all have been won
Different is normal, no longer being bad
None fear the unknown, the knowledge is had
No one is perfect, and none feels hate
Each of us are in control, of our very own fate
With all men being equal, with no more unjust
Transforming, all mankinds hatred into trust
A great man dreamed, dying showing us how
Only we can achieve his dream for him now
An older poem posted now for M.L.K. JR's birthday
The late, great Rev Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., also known as "Dr. King"
His legacy and sledgehammer impact on civil rights, long-lasting
In 1963, he eloquently delivered his iconic speech, "I Have A Dream"
Long-gone, yet his love light for humanity continues to gleam.
Daddy somebody shot that man
I heard this eleven year old say
I didn't really understand at the time
I just knew a man was dead
But with the years that followed
I came to learn how much he meant
To this world in its great need
And how well that time was spent
He preached of equality he preached of peace
As he spoke of man as one
He marched his way down city streets
Facing adversity with the face of love
He was done with all the hatred
That fills so many lives
To him color was a vision
Of equality in his eyes
A life so young a life cut short
By the wickedness in us all
Will you stand with me and follow him
Will you heed his righteous call
To call every man your brother
The way Martin Luther King Jr. did
To keep the vision of this visionary alive
A reality in which all mankind should live
We need another Martin Luther King
Today now more than ever
Someone to take the faithful leap
That will bring us all together
Who sees the plight of man for what it is
All one race, no color
Where together in harmony we all shall stand
Sister to sister, brother to brother
A leader with a vision
With open arms and callused hands
That will peacefully fight for all that's right
Over every square inch of this land
To lift us out of this world in doubt
Not silent on what really matters
Raising our voices in joyful sound
A world where we love each other
One who hears the righteous call
And says here I am send me
For freedoms sake above it all
Like Martin Luther King
Memphis heat in April
3 days past the fool
If you ask me the fool would be
In what this man would do
He would grab hold of a nation
This man without a clue
That every color's equal
In the land of Red, White, and Blue
From what I see it seems to me
We lost something in-between
This nation full of sorrow
Needs another Martin Luther King
There will always be that someone
Who doesn't understand
That takes the measure of our worth
Into their own blood soaked hands
You can cry foul if you want to
But it won't do you much good
When peace, love, and understanding
Are never understood
From what I see it seems to me
We lost something in-between
This nation full of hatred
Needs another Martin Luther King
When you have those who force themselves
On the innocent among
Who take more than they're given
Violence does not make one strong
More instagator than peace maker
All vying for the top
With no care for a solution
In helping this to stop
From what I see it seems to me
We lost something in-between
A nation now without a clue
Needs another Martin Luther King
Martin Luther King Jr.
(January 18, 1929- April 3, 1968)
Daddy somebody shot that man
I heard this eleven year old say
I didn't really understand at the time
I just knew a man was dead
But with the years that followed
I came to learn how much he meant
To this world in its great need
And how well that time was spent
He preached of equality he preached of peace
As he spoke of man as one
He marched his way down city streets
Facing adversity with the face of love
He was done with all the hatred
That fills so many lives
To him color was a vision
Of equality in his eyes
A life so young a life cut short
By the wicked in us all
Will you stand with me and follow him
Will you heed his righteous call
To call every man your brother
The way Martin Luther King Jr. did
To keep the vision of this visionary alive
A reality in which all mankind should live
I was that eleven year old boy so many years ago and still remember that moment I heard and told my father the news...
We even visited the tragic site where this great man lost his life that day in Memphis. The thing is he knew his days were numbered but refused to give up on equality for all people...
Happy Birthday my friend, my hero...long live your memory.
They looked for an equalizer for so long
Their freedoms were caged
They were treated as less human
Their abilities suppressed
Then, on January 15, 1929, a man was sent
He boarded the flight for freedom
He passed thru the sky of racism
Saw the gathering of thick clouds
Knew the thunder would blast someday
Yet he walked thru the storms to free his people
He appreciated God for his creation—
For diversity and various colors of creation
He prepared the ladder of equality
And placed it on Freedom Avenue
He knew racism held the gun
To fulfill the dream of equal rights and justice
For all peoples was his so focus
He saw it clearly in the Scripture
All men were made from one source—
Brought into being free and equal
He sacrificed his life for the truth to prevail
His speeches out weighted racism all over America
The fruit of his labor—reality of his historic dream
Is the 44th president of America toady!
South Africa salutes Dr. Martin Luther King Jr!
They gunned you down,
on this April day,
all those years ago,
yet you live, you breathe!
They gunned you down,
just as they did Chris Hani and M.K. Gandhi,
and they failed, as they always will,
for they can never kill,
your dream, your ideals.
Your dream, your ideals,
live, and breathe,
still!
For Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.
You had a dream
of pastures of peace
where children of all hues mingled like rainbows
they silenced you, but your voice
resounds now in those pastures
not yet of peace
and your dream is still a dream
the dream you dreamt while others slept
you said that you’d been to the mountain-top
and they silenced your voice just then
before your eyes saw that promised land
of pastures of peace where children of all hues mingle like rainbows
now your vision is glimpsed in some pastures
not yet of peace
and yes, they silenced your voice
but your spirit their bullets could never tear apart
your spirit, like your dream
is mingled with the wind in all those pastures
not yet of peace
and until we give life to your dream
those pasture of peace
where children of all hues mingle like rainbows
shall remain simply your dream
so as we remember you today
and pledge that those pastures of peace
are nourished first in each of us
for only then will your dream will take root
and blossom into our shared dream
and the view from the mountain-top,
radiant and bright and full of hope shall seem
where children of all hues mingle like rainbows
Take a gander
at the zebras.Contemplate
its being,its image and you will visualize
and realize the message of Martin
Luther King Jr.Tonight count zebras
instead of sheep and you will
have his dream.
March like a southern university battle of the bands bayou classic styling drum-
mAjor for peace - bending over backwards on freedoms field of racial equality.
a dReamer is sleeping - but we as a people have awakened to remember and live
your dream as our reality.
you Taught us how to fight and win with
non vIolence as a movemnt.
oh my a Nobel peace prizeman
struggLed peacefully initiating
lunch coUnter sit ins - encountering violence.
even jail Time,
evil water Hoses, police dogs barking up
the wrong trEe.
this is a reveRend ordained by god!
a clergyman taKing jim crow off the menu.
his people got tIred of
trying to constaNtly stomach injustice.
rosa parks did not Get up and settle for
an indigestive preJudice plate of racist gout causing jim crow
thank god her feet weRe swelling with hurt - she stayed seated and broke
a discriminating plate.
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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