Photo: shutterstock.com MLK 1963, Washington march for Civil Rights.
“Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere.” Martin Luther King Jr.
As a child I heard your words
and did not know them,
later I could feel them,
roused as
one feels anything so powerful,
they pulsed,
electrifying,
lighting my fire
driving me on,
leaving no escape
nor hiding place,
other than to be a voice
in the same wilderness.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
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An excellent man. My granddaughter has his words tattooed on her arm.
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I have encountered many children who want to be just like MLK. Your share is a continual empowerment for goodness and leadership.💦🦈
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Thank you for your encouraging words and compliment, much appreciated indeed.
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💦 obliged!
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Adding this to the reference index at the Foundation for Poetic Justice
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Thank you so much Ana.
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Excuse the vernacular, but hell yes!
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Always excused 🙂
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Ooh, don’t tell me THAT… 😆
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His words roused me even as a child, a true hero in every way!
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He and Thich Nhat Hanh spent some time together too.
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wow I had no idea … how very special!
Oh to have been a fly upon the wall 🙂
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Me too. KLK nominated him for Nobel.
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I didn’t know that either!
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wonderful to discover though, so rich.
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Always an inspiration!
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He sure is Punam.
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Your title says it all.
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Some people chose to be a voice for the wrong things. They are louder than King.
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I think that’s true, but each for a season.
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My dad heard that same voice, and for him it never dimmed. I remember when he went to the March on Washington, and I’ve recently found newspaper interviews with him about his experience as one of the Freedom Riders. He so admired Dr. King.
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Wow, that is a lovely heritage to hold and treasure, and I would imagine, has influenced you in no small way?
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Indeed it has–although there are times when I’m very glad he isn’t still alive to see what has happened to this country and the ideals he worked so hard for.
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Yes, heartbreaking for everyone who thought the world was getting better.
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Wow another wonderful poem of an insight to the passion that drives – and a reflection to another one calling in the desert
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The prophet in the wilderness really.
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