My feet may be tired* From the many miles I've walked But my soul is rested Because of what I've accomplished My voice may be weak now From all the shouting I've done But my soul is rested Because I've been heard And if my feet are tired Then I know yours should be You've been right here with me Walking in these streets Standing toe to toe with giants Confronting evil with good Staring in the face of violence With peace And we are still misunderstood We are on the move now They can't stand in our way Our feet may be tired But there is no quick way To reach justice The many miles we've walked proves it This is only the beginning And we must keep going
– J. S. Atkins
*”Our feet may be tired, but our souls are rested.”- Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. (Address at the Conclusion of the Selma to Montgomery March)
In honor of Dr. M.L. King, Jr. Day I decided to write this poem based on some of his words from one of the most iconic marches in American History. The quote is mentioned above. After 3 attempts and 54 miles, Dr. King and about 2, 000 marchers completed the task of reaching Montgomery in an effort to gain EQUAL voting rights for African Americans. We must carry this spirit with us today. In order to gain what is rightfully ours as human beings we must be willing to endure pain. His dream was to see everyone treated equally no matter your race, sexuality, religion, etc. and it is our duty to continue striving for that dream while having our own.