I posted this poem in October of last year, as a tribute to you and your loved ones who were/are faced with tremendous obstacles, like cancer. I'm re-posting it in honor of Martin Luther King, Jr. Apologies that I haven't written new non-erotica poetry as of late. I'm hoping to do so soon.
I was fortunate enough to be in the audience many years ago, when Coretta Scott King, Martin Luther King's then widow, who passed away in 2006; gave a moving speech. Even more awesome, that speech was delivered to a Jewish audience. I couldn't have felt more directly connected with the Reverend's teachings.
As horrible as things seem in the greater picture, there's always reason for hope. In fact, hope is our only real option. Right?
Have a hopeful week, with gratitude to Martin Luther King for his greatness and courage.
Swimming to shore too frail to move.
Stepping towards light, when darkness abounds
Permitting a laugh amid no other sounds.
Confronting a beast no one should endure
It strikes with no warning, no reprieve and no cure.
Unveiling your heart in the face of despair.
Conveying a smile, when you’d much rather cry
Speaking the truth though it’s safer to lie.
Taking a stance, when integrity’s lost
Forcing what’s right in spite of the cost.
Holding to faith in your value and worth
Maintaining a grace that softens the earth.
Passing with ease
As you air your last breath
A hero whose soul