This is a poem I wrote in 1994, when I was 14. I woke up with it on my mind this morning (for obvious reasons), and wanted to share it here. - - - - - - - - - If people would quit complaining about being in the minority, we would all be in the majority of human people fighting to become something much greater. - - - - - - - - - Overcome To Martin Luther King -Let us keep the dream alive- We shall overcome without Violence, without hate. We shall overcome, and not use others as the bait. Where'd the spirit go? a different cause, yes, but we've laid down on the job, and forgotten about the rest. The violence which surrounds us now, hurts us even more. In the end, it will kill us all, and hurt us more than the worst war. Those who died, was it in vain? Don't we get the message? If we don't stop violence, it will stop us, and leave us behind in the wreckage. Their cries for help are being ignored, by those of us still here. Why don't we try to stop the violence? Is it simply out of fear? Or maybe it's just easier, to turn away and not see, the headlines in the paper, and the pictures on TV The violence on the streets, so easy to ignore. When you're not involved in it, but what happens when knocks at your front door? The others will have turned their heads away, just as you did too. So when you see violence heading your way, don't expect anyone to save you. But what if you stop it, before it closes in? What if we can stop it? The all the world will win. When violence is stopped for all of us here, the world will work towards peace. We'll all be able to join hands and fly, in a V for victory, just like geese. Time to stop turning the head, It is time to work together. It's time for us to live out our creed, and keep the peace forever We shall overcome, without violence, without hate. We shall overcome, and our world will be great.