Martin Luther King’s…..Final Dream Poem by James B. Earley

Martin Luther King’s…..Final Dream



…Sitting Ducks…simply waiting…
Society in concert deemed it so
A People aware…yet complacent
…Centuries steeped in the know

Later taught by the Preacher
Singing….praying his technique
…His reward….death came calling
When he turned the other cheek

Singing and praying has its merits
….Within specific frames of mind
Turning the other cheek…problematic
…As the Preacher was soon to find

That merely sitting simply waiting
…Singing…praying as technique
Allows a mischief ladened future
....Once one turns the other cheek

Which all begs…another question
…Amidst a world….of speculation
Had the Preacher instead created
National Negro Rifle…Association

Imagine Congress in Joint Session
…King’s NNRA declared delusional
Decreed forthwith…indeed hereafter
…2nd Amendment…unconstitutional

There’d be no weapons extravaganzas
…..Forever banned…..the inclination
No NNRA…shape form or fashion
….King’s final dream’s….imagination

Monday, April 20, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: politics
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