Bye Bye Teddies

This poem was written on the 20th Anniversary of Mr. King's death and was inspired by the gift of sobriety that was given to me in 1968, the same year of his death. His aspirations and my visions seemed so clear to me that day as I rested on the couch twenty years later.

He's dead
Who's dead?
Oh Martin
Oh Mr. King
April '68 the T.V. Man said
Now let me think
Met my end in September
In your wake I was reborn
Oh happy days
Oh sad days
Gone too my teddies that distracted your cause
In my solitude here
The dragons of my past quietly say
That when you hold still girl you are
I'm awake now
Yes Mr. King
Yes, Yes Mr. King

Copyright; Ruth Mahoney January 17,1989