Humanity

 

Then Medgar came and cast a light,

Where none had shone before.

But then the evil, fearing light,

Stood fast to block the door.

But his golden beam and fiery light

Did make a gallant ray.

'Til from the dark came an awful bang

That took our Medgar away.

 

And the weepers came.

They came and they came

In remorse, in pain and in shame.

 

Then stood Malcolm, by the ebbing glow,

Fanning the fading spark.

And once again the true light began

To pierce the loathsome dark.

Grasping the torch, he thrust it so high,

His impact was profound.

'Til from the dark came an awful bang,

That struck our Malcolm down.

 

And the weepers came.

They came and they came

In remorse, in pain, and in shame.

 

Then there was Martin, gracious Martin,

Shinning just like a sun.

It seemed light would be everywhere,

Before our Martin was done.

And that light did grow and grow and grow,

As if it could not stop.

It was shinning down in the valley,

And from the mountain top.

From Montgomery, far into Memphis,

His light did shine for all

'Til from the dark came an awful bang,

Which made our Martin fall.

 

And the weepers came.