MLK Jr.

“The ultimate tragedy is not the oppression and cruelty by the bad people but the silence over that by the good people.”

A Fairy Song

Over hill, over dale,
Thorough bush, thorough brier,
Over park, over pale,
Thorough flood, thorough fire!
I do wander everywhere,
Swifter than the moon's sphere;
And I serve the Fairy Queen,
To dew her orbs upon the green;
The cowslips tall her pensioners be;
In their gold coats spots you see;
Those be rubies, fairy favours;
In those freckles live their savours;
I must go seek some dewdrops here,
And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear. 

Those lips that Love's own hand did make

Those lips that Love's own hand did make
Breathed forth the sound that said "I hate"
To me that languished for her sake;
But when she saw my woeful state,
Straight in her heart did mercy come,
Chiding that tongue that ever sweet,
Was used in giving gentle doom,
And taught it thus anew to greet:
"I hate" she altered with an end,
That followed it as gentle day,
Doth follow night, who like a fiend
From heaven to hell - is flown away.
"I hate" from hate away she threw,
And saved my life, saying "not you."

The Ballet Of Danny Green

They've shot and they've bombed
Tried all that they knew
To Bring Danny Green time to an end
But warriors don't fall
There legend still stands
My Captain, My Brother, My Friend