Ballad Of Martin Luther King - Poem by Edwina Reizer
Born with a legacy he had to fulfill
his life was constantly marching uphill.
Until he could reach the mountain top,
he realized this was something he never could stop.
His visions for mankind came from his heart.
His visions of brotherhood which he saw torn apart
gave him the drive, the desire, the goal
to teach us the lesson, we're all from one soul.
As always when someone who has great desire
can stir with his words a flame and a fire,
along comes the hose to water it down
and try to make the words go, make them all drown.
But words won't be drowned. They'll always be heard.
The words of this leader will keep the heart stirred,
making an imprint that won't go away
until all of us realize and finally say
FREE AT LAST
WE'RE FREE AT LAST.
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