A eulogy to Coretta Scott King

The King’s grand wife has left her throne.
Queen Coretta has gone home.
And in her passing North and South
with reverence grieve as one.

With quiet grace young Martin’s mate
survived a heartache birthed by hate.
And we her subjects weep for one
who valiantly kept on.

I have a dream (and so do you)
that what she longed for will come true.
When prejudice and power plays
are exiled, judged and damned.

But until then “God save the Queen”
who kept alive her husband’s dream
and taught us how to turn a cheek
while letting justice roll.