After

In memory of Martin Luther King and others lost tragically before their time and before their potential in the human struggle for freedom. Tears well but do not flow, now. A wet coalescence inures in supreme silence Yields to unwilling acceptance, extreme longing for peaceful moments. Later - as memories flash, stories unfold, amongst whispered prayers, Hate forged deep within their hearts bringing ultimate sadness. Yet, current realities bring ultimate hope and shift our thought to things still needed to be done, As tears suddenly flow out from my colored eyes.