poetry prompt – the King
A king is born by Rita Marie Recine
Doctor Martin Luther King Junior a young little lad
in church with his family , began a little prayer
As he listened to his father’s sermons.
He thought that may be me one day..
too young to know was to young to say
throughout the globe peace, love, all needed to get along
colour and race, should not be a factor
we all come from the divine
help one another
do not be foes
for all will end in tragic .. woes
The king had a dream of seeing prosperity no diversity
When you think of the king and what he represented
try to be the other person, and acknowledge the way you want
to be treated
equality and respect is the golden rule.
what if that would be your mother or sister would it be the same,
all would sing a different tune
I am sure the king would be so proud,
To see all in harmony
He had a dream, and it came true
as it may also for me and you