By Kathy Fuller Guisewite
January 21, 2019
Oh, what would he tell us?
Oh, what would he say
to help us bring justice to
our land this day?
And what about kindness?
And what about peace?
Have we lost all possibility
of sweet release?
We’re gritting our teeth,
and we try to hang on,
but insanity reigns
as we march with our songs.
How can our nation
be so far from what’s real?
How can we conquer the
zealot’s fake zeal?
Is there any hope left
that we can still find
a way to the truth
that is loving and kind?
Can we live out his dream?
Can we learn to unite
as a humanity created
equal in the Maker’s sight?
Oh, what would he tell us?
Oh, what would he say
to help us bring justice to
our land this day?
Grow not weary
in pursuit of what’s pure.
Lean on God’s truth
to find what’s secure.
Stand steady for those
who’ve been pushed to the ground
whose beauty need not be lost
to the powers that abound.
Remember the words
pressed deep in your being.
Honor them and live them for
what’s shallow is fleeting.
What remains is his legacy,
his lessons, and the call
that humanity be kindred
to prevent the divided fall.
So today as we remember,
may our spirits rise anew
to do the work before us
as Martin urged we do.
The one day that he spoke of
may not be so far away
if we keep working for the dreams
day by day by day.