Martin Luther King A Continuance

While standing on the hill in the meadows with white petals falling one by one

I remain true to my dream for a people of every race to live prosper and flourish

I died for you and the dream of a new tomorrow and new life for all

Although I am gone my spirit cleaves to this nation of great small and large with races of all

I am old and young in this nation and love this great country with its bells of freedom proud

Believe me Believe me reflecting on the days of bitter sweet with good that overshadows the bad for us all

I rejoice in the new brigade that fights for the right of all whether visible or not

Fighting for one right or many will pave a way of change and a chance to grow tolerance even with pain

We are the same and different when knowledge hard fought provides a challenge and chance to agree or not

We are still a country of proud, relentless in its search to prevail against the odds of failure and cleave to success

I am you still and you are me. I love you all throughout eternity.

Martin Luther King. Beloved Forever.

By Felicia McCaw