3 Kings Poem by Ron Poetry

3 Kings



3 KINGS..

MALCOLM X
Forty years have come and gone since that cruel and fateful day.. Hardened hearts grow soft this day and age In some ways life is better, in others life is worse.. While on ghetto avenues he's earned a special place to carry his name.. Justice still eludes too many in this land so great Seeds of corruption growing with no end.. The backs of "COLORED FOLKS" carry most the weight worked beyond endurance, a message they now send to the next generation clean the corruption within your race..before it's too late.... For in the hands of 'We the people", lay a nations fate....

MARTIN LUTHER KING JR...
When I was little my dad told me he marched with a speaker against prejudice and hatred.. A man of ground breaking ideas.. He spoke of equality for you and me.. This man would bring people together of every creed and color.. He tried to teach us to live with each other side by side with toleration as brothers and sisters..
He did not expect us to live in bliss, but with respect without malice.. He had a dream so strong and true He had a DREAM of Equality, Peace, and Love they can be all be linked to that man who had a DREAM to let freedom ring..
His dream lives on today...

BARACK OBAMA...
The heart of mankind beats untimely when he speaks.. So calm and inspiring, deep down in our soul he reaches.. I am almost confident his actions are not that of his but the power of the most high... I BELIEVE is here to relive..
Blessed with the pleasant faces of Michelle, Malyia and Sasha 2 young ladies glowing and growing up brilliantly before America.. The grace of great parents..
Yet this stretches way further than the obvious.. There are those that are envious and those that are oblivious..However our President will show them we are smart and strong with the aid of that signature maker in his left hand..
For the right reasons, yet some prefer that which is wrong playing hate all over like a scratch record playing that song Yes sir, no sir, yes maam, no maam..Surrounded by hypocrites, a very deadly weapon..
His eye penetrates from a far, they will dig dozens of pits for him..Yet their missions will never be accomplished..
So I salute America's 44th President, Malcolm X and Dr. King. You have opened a door for tomorrow's children..
Ron Poetry

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