Into the Night

norm
norm Posts: 31,146
edited January 2007 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
In honor of MLK day I remembered I wrote a poem I wrote about him almost 17 years ago. Looking at it now it probably could have used some work but I will post as is. :)

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    norm Posts: 31,146
    Seven years and a fortnight,
    We listened to his speech.
    Not there to lecture, only to teach.
    He talked of death, of blight;
    With a language of new words.
    Listeners came in herds.
    Money, food, clothes were alright.
    For he was left with the scars.
    People in expensive cars.
    The extravagance was a sight.
    One hundred thousand gathered,
    To hear speeches he'd fathered.
    We must join his fight.
    Still more suffering, grieving.
    His crowds were soon leaving.
    For when caring was at it's height;
    Gunned down in cold blood.
    The mass ran from the flood.
    Go, my king, into the night.

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