"False arrests, dogs and hoses
Battered chests—broken noses
Gentle hand, held signs and more
The promised land dreamt far from shore
Standing tall, with brothers near
Rights for all; a message clear
Shaken ground—few words he'd lack
A movement found: no turning back
Sounded call, that some won't hear
Mighty wall, dark past held dear
Fears abound—a threat to track
A piercing sound; the bullet's crack
Sunday best, wreaths and roses
Laid to rest—mourned supposes
No mute band on April four
His dream was grand: for Love, what more"
L. Scott LeGault - 031413
LSL - 040413/13:02