Recalling Dr. King’s Death 50 years ago
He voiced his dream in ’63
in hopes that he would live to see
a nation where equality
was more the norm than not.
But then by 1968
a country marked by godless hate
fed nightmares jumping o’er the gate
that trampled Martin’s dream.
And fifty years have now gone by
since he who dreamed was forced to die
while millions grieved while asking why.
His death remains a wound.
And wounds that never seem to heal
explain the pain we still can feel.
Perhaps it’s time for us to kneel
confessing sin to God.
“Forgive us, Lord, for all we do
that keeps the dream from coming true.
For those of us who worship You
should love like Jesus did.”