He Made the Change

They were treated different, Because they looked different. They were a different race They were made no space To live together in their world They weren't equal enough, and were hurled To live in the slums And be afraid when the white man comes. They were seen as inferior, By a force that claimed to be superior. If only they were able to see through skin Because their existence is a blessing, not sin. Our bones, our muscles, our hearts are all the same Yet they saw them as a species they wanted to tame. We can all work, think and function, But because of their skin they made assumptions, And believed they wouldn't amount to anything great. They thought they couldn't create Yet a man had a vision of change, it was his fate, He had courage, and his voice was his best trait. His name was Martin Luther King And created a revolution through the Ideas he would bring Into the light so we all can see what is just He made it easier for the superiors to trust. His ideas, his dreams , and his mind Had removed the darkness and opened the blinds Yet there were those who evil and grim They took him out, assassinated him He was gone, but his dream would engrave, “That all men are created equal” In the hearts of all the brave. And it was enough to make the change To get all cultures together and exchange A peaceful handshake instead of a fist, And live in a world where we can all coexist.