Love and War: Remembering Dr Martin Luther King, Jr.
As we remember Dr Martin Luther King, Jr. today, our thoughts are consumed by many of the challenges facing us all.
But our thoughts are probably not much different than many around the world. Hoping for the best, wishing for good things against all odds.
Maybe we're just a dreamin' man.
So for one man who had a dream, here's to livin' the dream.
When I sing about love and war
I don't really know what I'm saying
I've been in love and I've seen a lot of war
Seen a lot of people prayin'
They pray to Allah and the pray to the Lord
And mostly they pray about love and war
Pray about love and war
Pray about love and war
Seen a lot of young men go to war
And leave a lot of young brides waiting
I've watched them try to explain it to their kids
Seen a lot of them failing
They try to tell them and they try to explain
Why daddy won't ever come home again
Daddy won't ever come home
Daddy won't ever come home
Said a lot of things I can't take back
But I don't really know if I wanna
I sang songs about love, I sang songs about war
Since the backstreets of Toronto
I sang for justice and I hit a bad chord
But I'll still try to sing about love and war
Saddest thing in the whole wide world
Is to break the heart of your lover
I made a mistake and I did it again
And we struggled to recover
I sang in anger hit another bad chord
But I still try to sing about love and war
Sing about love and war
Sing about love and war
Love and war
Forty four years ago, Rev. Martin Luther King, Jr. preached in Riverside Church in New York City that “a time comes when silence is betrayal.” He went on to condemn the Vietnam War and the system which created it and the other injustices clearly apparent.
“We as a nation must undergo a radical revolution of values. We must rapidly begin the shift from a “thing oriented” society to a “person oriented” society. When machines and computers, profit motives and property rights are considered more important than people, the giant triplets of racism, materialism and militarism are incapable of being conquered.”
Let's reclaim the dream.
peace
UPDATE: Rev. Martin Luther King, Beyond Vietnam: A Time to Break Silence, Speech delivered by Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., on April 4, 1967, at a meeting of Clergy and Laity Concerned at Riverside Church in New York City:
Over the past two years, as I have moved to break the betrayal of my own silences and to speak from the burnings of my own heart, as I have called for radical departures from the destruction of Vietnam, many persons have questioned me about the wisdom of my path. At the heart of their concerns this query has often loomed large and loud: Why are you speaking about war, Dr. King? Why are you joining the voices of dissent? Peace and civil rights don’t mix, they say. Aren’t you hurting the cause of your people, they ask? And when I hear them, though I often understand the source of their concern, I am nevertheless greatly saddened, for such questions mean that the inquirers have not really known me, my commitment or my calling. Indeed, their questions suggest that they do not know the world in which they live. . . .
It seemed as if there was a real promise of hope for the poor — both black and white — through [Lyndon Johnson's] poverty program. There were experiments, hopes, new beginnings. Then came the buildup in Vietnam and I watched the program broken and eviscerated as if it were some idle political plaything of a society gone mad on war, and I knew that America would never invest the necessary funds or energies in rehabilitation of its poor so long as adventures like Vietnam continued to draw men and skills and money like some demonic destructive suction tube. So I was increasingly compelled to see the war as an enemy of the poor and to attack it as such . . . .
As I have walked among the desperate, rejected and angry young men I have told them that Molotov cocktails and rifles would not solve their problems. I have tried to offer them my deepest compassion while maintaining my conviction that social change comes most meaningfully through nonviolent action. But they asked — and rightly so — what about Vietnam? They asked if our own nation wasn’t using massive doses of violence to solve its problems, to bring about the changes it wanted. Their questions hit home, and I knew that I could never again raise my voice against the violence of the oppressed in the ghettos without having first spoken clearly to the greatest purveyor of violence in the world today — my own government. For the sake of those boys, for the sake of this government, for the sake of hundreds of thousands trembling under our violence, I cannot be silent. . . .
Now, it should be incandescently clear that no one who has any concern for the integrity and life of America today can ignore the present war. If America’s soul becomes totally poisoned, part of the autopsy must read Vietnam. It can never be saved so long as it destroys the deepest hopes of men the world over. So it is that those of us who are yet determined that America will be led down the path of protest and dissent, working for the health of our land. . . .
This I believe to be the privilege and the burden of all of us who deem ourselves bound by allegiances and loyalties which are broader and deeper than nationalism and which go beyond our nation’s self-defined goals and positions. We are called to speak for the weak, for the voiceless, for victims of our nation and for those it calls enemy, for no document from human hands can make these humans any less our brothers.
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"There comes a time when the cup of endurance runs over, and men are no longer willing to be plunged into the abyss of despair."
So how does a 3 year old break through the cycle of poverty?
“Never, never be afraid to do what's right, especially if the well-being of a person or animal is at stake. Society's punishments are small compared to the wounds we inflict on our soul when we look the other way.”
Martin Luther King, Jr.
"If America does not use her vast resources of wealth to end poverty and make it possible for all of God's children to have the basic necessities of life, she too will go to hell."
-- "The Autobiography of Martin Luther King, Jr.," 1968
A day of rememeberence of a great peacemaker. The 50th aniversary of my family's business and my sons birthday bring these word to mind.
ONE LIFE
(Brothers & Sisters)
We got one life to live in this world
Sounds cliché but it's all that I heard
The first breath at the start of the game
Brothers and sisters we're all the same
Now we can't change the color of our skin
Without asking you don't know where I've been
Without looking you can't see inside
Brothers and sister we're all born to die
Now's the time we all have to choose
Stand or fall
Win or lose
You can turn it away
Saving it for another day
Leaving us battered and bruised
The Lord gave us freedom of choice
Your soul crying that's the sound of his voice
Get it together now while we can
Brothers and sisters we're part of the plan
It's never bothered me to concede
Compromise when someone's in need
Take my hat my shirt and my shoes
Brothers and sisters that we gotta do
Now's the time we all have to choose
Stand or fall
Win or lose
You can turn it away
Saving it for another day
Leaving us battered and bruised
Though you might fear the thought of it all
You won't know if you don't take the call
Give yourself it's the best thing you got
Brothers and sisters give it a shot
And I can't believe the chances we waste
"It's not my size I got better taste"
It's like ignoring your baby's cries
Brothers and sister open your eyes
Now's the time we all have to choose
Stand or fall
Win or lose
You can turn it away
Saving it for another day
Leaving us battered and bruised
4/97
words and music: SONY
Sony, please explain.
Equality.
Is there music?
yeah, did this one in 2006.
It covers a bit more, but it's a look in the mirror to recognize that we are all the same, or at least in an eqaulity view, born the same. And should be the same in each others eyes with repsect to the life liberty and pusuit of happiness promised.
Sony, I'd like to hear it to music
are you up to posting a rendition?
doc
A hand reaches out
but there's no mother about
to grasp and to hold
to raise and to mold
the eyes of the innocent
are surrounded by the pestilent
ignorant to the decadent
this child has no precendent
If he makes it to adulthood
or even to manhood
not poisoned by corruption
or society's interruption
If he brings to this life
a child and a wife
to love and to cherish
before they all perish
If he finds some fulfillment
and finds just what life's meant
a journey whose content
travels high before descent
life's roads can be confusing
there's disappointments and bruising
they're will be wining and losing
and for this there's no excusing
then he can look back with a memory
although it may only seem temporary
of good times and bad
of the life he has had
doc
Doc, I don't have it to anything that will post yet. I'll work on it.
ok Sony...looking forward to it!
doc
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