![]() |
A poem about my thoughts on Martin Luther King, Jr. Day in 2011. |
| Far too many Americans alive today don’t relate to King’s life in any meaningful way; that is to say, it’s like Presidents’ Day for many -- they enjoy their day off from work without giving thought to the man and the heroic way he didn’t shirk from spreading throughout this land his message through peaceful protest to stop hateful injustices for the Black. King’s dream of America being a blessed country revealed to us all “the right track.” I’m old enough to have lived in the day of three of America’s great men – King plus John and Robert Kennedy. I shared in their dreams back then. Ever since I have cried over the shame of what more they might have done, of all the minds they might’ve set aflame had they not died from hatred and a gun. Please check out my ten books: http://www.amazon.com/Jr.-Harry-E.-Gilleland/e/B004SVLY02/ref=ntt_dp_epwbk_0 |