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Alone on his mountaintop
Lookout Mountain Georgia
Martin could see for decades difficult days ahead
Moving, marching, shoe leather warrior
Holding hands forming a human daisy chain link fence against brutality
Martin held a barbershop mirror up to Americas unwashed conscious
Blemishes imperfections magnified
Turned love into a double barrel shot gun leaving pellets in hollow hearts
Imbedded in hardened human hides
Martin voluntary martyr wearing the undertakers suit
tailored by hate
sewn by supremacy
Met fate in Memphis
Martins dream realized in speeches
Remembered in hearts...
Something for Martin...
