On April 4, 1968, the man we called King, was taken from our midst. For many, he was a Dreamer, for other a Drum Major, still other saw him as a savior of sorts. His message was one of freedom and equality. His calling was to do God's Will. Yet, a sniper's bullet silenced silenced this gentle soul in a attempt to silence his voice, his dream, his calling. What a futile and senseless attempt. For a dream, albeit deferred, does not always shrivel or dry up...sometimes it festers and runs...and sometimes it explodes.
In Honor Of Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
Obliged to you for hearing me,
and now old SjP ain't got nothin' more to say...
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