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Death Of A Dream

Poem By: Norman.L
Poetry


This is my tribute to the late Martin Luther King Jr View table of contents...

 

Submitted: Aug 28, 2008    Reads: 17    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   



The speaker stood before the crowd
a tall, bronzed, kindly figure
and told the people all around
with clarity and vigour,
that segregation was something
that we know isn't right,
but it's not with the body
but the mind, that we must fight.

He travelled halfway round the world
to try and make them see,
that violence was not the thing
to set his people free,
his reputation grew and he was
always in the news
and multitudes of people came
to listen to his views.

His people knew that with God's help
he'd champion their cries,
with speeches on non-violence
he won the Nobel Prize,
but there were still some people who
just didn't think him right,
and disagreed with talks of peace
they thought it best to fight.

Now this man was so popular
his name a household word,
so when they tried to put him down
their voice was never heard.
One man became fanatical
and tried to find a way
to make the people listen
to the things he had to say.

But found the people only came
to listen to the preacher,
and realised a pupil cannot
interrupt the teacher.
In desperation now he tried
to get rid of this man,
his twisted brain had just one thought
to carry out his plan.

He watched across the rooftops
until the speaker came in view
and never gave a second thought
to what he had to do.
The countries all across the world
could hear the bullet ring,
and people cried to hear the death
of Martin Luther King.


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