He stood in the light, with truth in his hand, fought for the young, Spoke for the land, Not for the fame, not for the show, planted the seeds, watched freedom grow! They thought a bullet could quiet the sound, but his voice gets louder when it's passed around. One may fall but a thousand will rise. Tears hit the ground but hope fills the sky. You can take his breath but not his fire. His words live on lifting us higher. Like Martin like Malcom Like leaders before, they thought by taking one they would end the war. But history tells us you can't stop the song, a thousand more voices will carry it on.๐๐๐ป๐ญ