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MARTIN LUTHER KING JR. (emerald dream)
I Have a Dream - Address at March on Washington- August 28, 1963. Washington, D.C.
I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation. [Applause]
Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of captivity.
I declare peace in this; thy emerald dream.
I declare peace in this; thy emerald dream.
I declare peace in this; thy emerald dream.
I declare peace in this; thy emerald dream.
Men, women, children, all and every color
Rise up to meet me in this nomadic vapor.
Rise up! Greet me with thy soul’s civility,
I can ask no more and no less of thee.
Affirm the worlds waiting stillness with me.
Bring thy grace, let go thy mortal weaponry.
Rise up in the streets of the towns and cities,
Rise up! Tilt thy angry faces toward the sun!
Emerald dream, I march with thee this day.
I stride with thee… sharing thy morning walk,
I sit with thee… and drink at thy table,
I speak with thee… though I see thee not.
O! Ghost in the shade of want come forth,
Walk with me, walk with me in my trance!
I declare peace in this; thy emerald dream,
Open eyed to it grasping thy bleeding chance!
O! We tongueless ones in our painful disgrace
Let us not use deceit to twist the patient hands failing,
Instead let us smile upon the poor lives of all men
and carry this emerald sheen with a proud face!
Copyright © 2006 mrp / thepoetryman
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MLK - I Have a Dream
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MARTIN LUTHER KING JR
RAINBOWS
When a black conservative group ran a radio ad proclaiming that the Rev. Martin Luther King Jr. was a Republican, reaction was swift. "We've gotten some e-mails and telephone calls filled with vitriol," said Frances Rice, chairman of the National Black Republican Association. "They've called me Aunt Jemima, a sellout, a traitor to my race."In the battle for the black electorate, liberals, who make up the overwhelming majority of black voters, have long disagreed with conservatives over ideology, public policy and economic strategies to better the lives of African Americans. But when conservatives placed the civil rights movement in a Republican context, black liberals said, they crossed a line.
"To suggest that Martin could identify with a party that affirms preemptive, predatory war, and whose religious partners hint that God affirms war and favors the rich at the expense of the poor, is to revile Martin," said the Rev. Joseph Lowery, the former president of the Southern Christian Leadership Conference, which the slain civil rights leader helped establish.
Rep. John Lewis (D-Ga.), who marched with King in the 1960s, called the ads an "insult to the legacy and the memory of Martin Luther King Jr." and "an affront to all that he stood for."
It was another time indeed;
rainbows were seen
for more than merely color,
but for what they embodied.
Intense beauty;
astonishing;
limitless;
perfection hurling groundward.
Boundless; free; original; breathing;
dappled of everlasting dignity!
Colors bending light;
each prism
a tint of life,
each eye
filled with awe,
and every breath…
lovely.
A mark of nature,
of compassion,
struggle,
equality,
freedom.
The rainbow arcing toward earth
with pursed lips
kissing the callous land
of hurrying humanity
and lies and murder,
and washing harmony,
however temporary,
over the gazing heavenward.
O! The splendid colors!
Kissing the disquieted world
with an enchanted child’s dream;
flowering wonderment
and peace.
Copyright © 2006 mrp / thepoetryman
WE CANNOT LIVE TO SEE IT ALL
TUTU: It’s an extraordinary idea and, it fills one with a great deal of excitement and exhilaration, and it sounds crazy, but then I think it was crazy when Gandhi said we’re going to work so that eventually India is free. It must have been crazy when Martin Luther King Jr. also said we’re going to make civil rights a real issue in the United States, and maybe when Nelson Mandela and others said one day apartheid will be no more, that we need those like yourselves who dream dreams and say, “It is possible. It is possible for people to know that war is not natural.”
...People have been able to live peacefully together, but if they live peacefully together after war, why should they have war first before they can realize that it is a great deal better. War is not nice to children, it’s not nice to people, it’s not nice to the environment.
...And so I say go for it. This is marvellous. Go for it and really be crazy and say, one day we’ll ask, “Why were we so stupid for so long because of something so obvious?” Saying let us put our massive investment that we are putting right now in instruments of death and destruction, let us put them into something that is creative, that is life-enhancing teaching kids that there are ways of resolving differences that don’t need to be violent. You can sit down and ultimately say, “You know, actually, an enemy is a friend waiting to be made.”
Someone once said “we cannot live to see it all”.
There is no relief in that merry knowledge,
Witnessing the vacant waving of flags
And apple polisher’s parade toward destruction.
Is it an eternal conscience, our tumbledown end?
Might we by careening with our fate suffer less?
Along the way may we not beckon of resistance?
We, in this, be not alone, but one with humanity.
Is it not then hopeful?
Is it not then merry
Our seeking to ebb the world’s headlong calamity?
If it be so, then cease your foolish exaggeration,
End all of your fanatical cries of evil and terror!
Err on the side of our freshly burning world,
And unite in the hunt for harmony’s gate.
O! Not the shrill and hasty clout of national anthems!
We shall soon enough have cause for none;
Instead we should, we must, parade as one.
Let us live to see it all prepared for our children.
Copyright © 2006 mrp
The Peace Alliance
Peace Kids
ODE TO CORETTA
All the squirming Bushes
They thought ...it was funny!
Oh Coretta!
Sweet as honey!
How lonely are they
In the irony of your truth!
Listen to them now
Listen to them here!
The truth of irony
is lost on them, dear...
They're so very angry
That you're forever gone
and your echo's now silent
within their ears of stone
On this day they mock
They don't understand you
They never could, nor will
They'd rather be through
No longer hear the truth
No more know of their sin
Hide from your kind words
And bomb the echo within
mrp
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I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation. [Applause]
Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of captivity.
I declare peace in this; thy emerald dream.
I declare peace in this; thy emerald dream.
I declare peace in this; thy emerald dream.
I declare peace in this; thy emerald dream.
Men, women, children, all and every color
Rise up to meet me in this nomadic vapor.
Rise up! Greet me with thy soul’s civility,
I can ask no more and no less of thee.
Affirm the worlds waiting stillness with me.
Bring thy grace, let go thy mortal weaponry.
Rise up in the streets of the towns and cities,
Rise up! Tilt thy angry faces toward the sun!
Emerald dream, I march with thee this day.
I stride with thee… sharing thy morning walk,
I sit with thee… and drink at thy table,
I speak with thee… though I see thee not.
O! Ghost in the shade of want come forth,
Walk with me, walk with me in my trance!
I declare peace in this; thy emerald dream,
Open eyed to it grasping thy bleeding chance!
O! We tongueless ones in our painful disgrace
Let us not use deceit to twist the patient hands failing,
Instead let us smile upon the poor lives of all men
and carry this emerald sheen with a proud face!
Copyright © 2006 mrp / thepoetryman
Dissendent Voice
MLK - I Have a Dream