Bernard Kennedy

Freshman - 571 Points (20 May 1956 / Dublin)

Martin Luther King - Poem by Bernard Kennedy

MLK- THE other frightens us,
because
its us, extended beyond but re
turning.
It was Freud who said
'The repressed returns'.

I stood there some years ago at the site
where to many you spoke.
Feeding the multitude with words, to
expand your dream, into society.
Like Moses- same journey.
For those who listened on that
Washington shoreline.
A boat called Beatitude.

The river, just kept rolling,
A boatman- MLK.
Your roots, generations,
skin color, Melchior? - Balshazzar? -Gaspar?
Gold for the King.

From the dream came beauty, hope, freedom.
Frankincense your word, myrrh for later.
MLK- a beautiful race, and dream.
We are afraid of beauty.
Incense of God.

Topic(s) of this poem: leadership


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 18, 2016

Poem Edited: Monday, January 18, 2016


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