R.K.S. Yadav

Bronze Star - 2,383 Points (3 August,1976 / Bareilly (U.P.))

The Leader- Martin Luther King, Jr. - Poem by R.K.S. Yadav

The man with no pretty face
But he was the hero of his race
He lived for the others' grace
So in heaven, he holds a place.
We know where the beauty lies
In beholder's heart not the eyes.
He showed us a mirror
To amend our error
He was not the born hero
He too started from the zero
He was the man of hope
For his race he worked as a rope
To bind them together
And root out racism altogether.
Who says he is no more on this Earth
Is he not telling the aim of our birth?
Actions are never to die
As wingless birds cannot fly.
He was born to bring a change
For the whites it was strange
They thought of his race
And had the feelings of disgrace
He never favoured a colour
As he knew the life's ordour.
Degrees cannot make us great
Rather they cause us threat.
They cannot give us courage
To stand and hold the stage.
He was born to lead and inspire
We know noble actions never expire.
MLK always will remain alive
In our hearts and actions
I don't have words to describe
He is the leader of the generations
He will shine as bright as the sun
He who can take his place, is none.

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Comments about The Leader- Martin Luther King, Jr. by R.K.S. Yadav

  • Abhishek Bond (1/16/2016 11:22:00 PM)


    very nice composition sir really its rhyming scheme i awesome (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 14, 2016



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