Remember Me Not

Do not remember the man, But do remember the story. Remember my cause And all that I ever stood, All that I ever marched, All that I ever spoke for. I was but a man Who is long gone, But my actions last. Do they remember me? Do those who opressed And stepped over me Still remember me? Do they remember the skin Which, in disdain, they saw As inferior. Do they remember this Poor chattel burdened By the weight of injustice? Remember me not For I am only flesh, But ideas are everlasting. Remember my voice Shouting over shouts. Remember my face Erupting in passion. Remember my soul That shined purer than Any other. Remember my cause. Remember the story. Remember the blood. But my body needs No remembrance. I was the helping hand Easing the black man's burden. I was the fierce roar Over the whimpers of compliance. I was the righter of wrongs. I am the end of injustice, And I am not done.