On January 17, 2022, the national holiday, celebrating the life and legacy of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. I would like to share personal reflections and a poetic tribute to Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr:
. . . the man behind the name
the name
the good brother
hammered out his
“Here I stand,
I can do none other. . .”
and forged “A mighty fortress”
the name
the same name
thunders through four centuries
anchored with a surname
a paradox,
oxymoronic
nature of a servant/King
the name
weight of that name
the burden of the same name
obligation to be true
to one’s namesake
as Ellison’s hidden name and complex fate
resounds from age to age the same–
the battle cry to defy the status quo
more than the name
is the memory of the man
behind the name
reflections on the man
behind the name
mirror commonalities
threads intertwine in black and gold
the life of this preacher,
teacher of the Word,
Walker’s prophet for a new day,
husband, father, mentor, and more:
fellow-laborer in the Lord,
fellow bondslave and brother
heeding the higher calling
first of all,
servants of all,
we shall transcend all
. . . the man behind the name
the man
praying, preaching,
leading through troubled waters
following in the steps of Christ,
along the higher path of love
the man
buked and scorned,
called everything,
including a child of God,
tested, arrested, tried, and sentenced
penning his letter from a Birmingham jail
the man
sitting down and standing up,
protesting and marching and singing
Ain’t gonna let nobody turn me ’round!
Ain’t gonna let nobody turn me ’round!
Ain’t gonna let nobody turn me ’round!
Keep on marchin’; keep on movin’;
keep on marchin’ toward the freedom land
from Selma to Montgomery to Memphis
where he waved and smiled the last time
the man. . .the man. . .the man
uprooting burdock and stinkweed,
bitter roots of prejudice
that blight the land
planting peace lilies instead
the man
images forever etched in my mind
an eloquent, passionate dreamer
working to weave into reality
his multi-colored dream of possibility
the vista of that gathering
with echoes of his oration
before the People of Promise
arm-over-arm, hand-in-hand
swaying in rhythmic waves
across the multitude of faces
singing softly in unison
this choir of celestial voices
“. . . Black and white together. . .”
embracing refrains from the anthem of his age:
We shall overcome
We shall overcome
We shall overcome, someday.
Oh, deep in my heart I do believe
We shall overcome, someday.
In thinking about Dr. Martin Luther King, a particular phrase comes to mind. Without question, “to serve” is one of the most powerful verbs in the English language. Listen to this excerpt from “The Drum Major Instinct,” an unforgettable sermon by Dr. King, whose life and ministry embodied the beauty and simplicity of the words “To serve,” the hallmark of his life.