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The King's Legend


Most kings we know rule their kingdoms sitting down Enclosed with luxury and riches all around This new King was unlike any other He stood proud, tall, and walked with his people When the world was against him, he was firm While he was getting yelled at for speaking peace He held his head high, he kneeled on his knees His people constantly ridiculed "Coloreds in the back!" the bus drivers shouted "Whites only!" servers yelled "You’re not welcome here!" citizens ranted He watched his people suffer He wondered could things possibly be rougher Using whips, guns and police batons To move them along This King stood strong Speaking of peace and love With children hand in hand He continued preaching He had a dream He wished for freedom Free at last, free at last When violence arose He knew things would soon be better Others only supposed And when nothing but hatred was thrown to him He stood there smiling Spreading love and peace After years of perseverance His dream came true Equality in the red, white and blue Although the King has come and gone His legend will live on
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