The King Was Here

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It was the best of times

Within the worst of times

When Dr. King emerged

Wearing a foot soulja's badge,

Straight from the pockets 

Of Georgia. 

He raised a non-violent

Civil rights militia

For the glory of the Lord

He wanted to see,

Men of different beliefs and color

Working in love and harmony.

Every mountain shall be made low

Every valley shall be made bold

On a level with the plains they'll behold

The mystery Angels long to know.

And every tongue will sing

The songs of Zion

The symphony of the free.

There shall be no lion

Roaming the streets

To cause the weak

Of heart to retreat,

That is the message

From the King

A royal vintage

Chant of our jubilee

Let the uncaged birds

Burst into song

And herald angels

Sing the merry ding dong

The king was here

Brotherly Love thrives here.

Akpan