Martin Luther King Jr. Poem by LIGHTCHEERFUL BRIGGS

Martin Luther King Jr.



I am a semi- Martin
A Luther-an
Brother to the king

God was his father
Wisdom was his mother
America was his kingdom
He was a king, equal with his subjects
Equilibrium was his attitude
The common masses were his brothers
Peace was his hymn
Freedom was his language
The prison became his palace
His name is Martin Luther King Jr.

"I have a dream that one day
On the red hills of Georgia
The sons of former slaves
And the sons of former slave owners
Will be able to sit together
At the table of brotherhood."

"That one day even the state of Mississippi,
A state sweltering with the heat of injustice,
Sweltering with the heat of oppression,
Will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice, '

"That my four children one day will live in a nation
Where they will not be judged by the color of their skin
But by the content of their character."
These were the words of his dreams.

He was a man of right and justice, freedom and equality
But these freedom and equality paid he with royal blood
Thus, with his blood black now in white house
And his dream of equal right and justice now fulfilled.
O', my Martin Luther King Jr.
Your blood is more honorable than honor
I will ever celebrate you
For it is my duty to your honor.

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Dedicated to: Martin Luther King, Jr.
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