Listening to King’s eulogy for the four little girls murdered in the Birmingham church
Coltrane plays the cadence of King’s speech, rednecks hanging out there taunting, the law
don’t dare make a scene, good ol' boys going as far back as Bull Connor’s dogs and hoses.
How bring the dead back to life so nobody hurts? That’s how it’s said where a history of
eternity unfolds, en ingles y otras palabras, Un amor supremo . . . what’s left of this world?
(25 December 2013)
copyright 2013 by Floyce Alexander
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