His Silhouette
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Randy McClave
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I never met the man
But, I heard that he was black,
From no one did he ever ran;
Integrity and bravery he did not lack.
I heard that he was a preacher
And he once spoke to his regime,
Against violence he was a teacher;
He had a great dream.
I heard that he was a giant
And many followers, followed
Against bigotry and racism he was defiant;
His words were not hollowed.
He marched for equal rights
His hopes and his wishes were fulfilled,
After marches through the days and nights;
Then he was killed.
I read about his life
But, he I have never met,
I felt sad for his sorrow and his strife;
All that I saw was his silhouette.
Randy L. McClave
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