saint MLK.

martin luther king was my hero as far back as i can remember.
in the 3rd grade, i spent all of my lunch money on an autobiography of his at the book fair.
all of the other kids made fun of me because they were into Goosebumps.
i read about him and his story stuck with me.

it's strange to think that 45 years ago, he was here.
walking down the sidewalks of middle class america.
singing in the households of the poor.
fighting against the ignorant.

i don't think there will ever be another one like him.
today, violence seems to be the main message.
and even if there is someone preaching non-violence,
there will never be another so graceful,
such a saint.

mlk, i praise you because you really were someone that not only spoke-but you lived your beliefs. you thought differently and because you were a leader, you sadly were killed.
it's unfortunate...anytime someone instills fear in the ignorant-they are murdered.