HE HAD A DREAM!
He used to be, he walked as a man,
Growing up as a child, harder than one could have
Imagined.
With strength and courage he stood for the fight,
So many against him, as he marched for what's right.
At times so scary, to speak what you believe,
Most just complain, oh! not he.
It took a demon, the devil In disguise,
To take from him, what he told from Inside.
He was once a boy, but grew to become a man,
To tell of his cause, as he walked with the people
Hand In hand.
His name was Martin Luther King,
He was not forgotten because of an Ignorant mans'
Bullets' ring.
He had a dream, he was a man, his dream Is alive.
Keith Garrett
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Pada tanggal Min, 16 Jan 2022 11.20, keithgarrettpoetry menulis:
> Man of many thoughts posted: ” HE HAD A DREAM! He used to be, he walked as > a man, Growing up as a child, harder than one could have Imagined. With > strength and courage he stood for the fight, So many against him, as he > marched for what’s right.” >