Martin Luther King Jnr Poem by Victor Ogoti

Martin Luther King Jnr



though the rivers of tears flunked deltas in an ox-bow
In the depth of heart halting its flow
down this dark hills form fresh tributaries
as we live to relive your reveries
I know now living, is creation of memories
and yours forever in our arteries
and am I not right Mr. King
that you is forever living?

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