ML King parade, Boston 1965 – January 20

Posted on January 20, 2015 by landl30

[1.20]

I walked beside the

closed car

to put my body between

threats and life for the

one inside.

a symbol, a voice a

presence, that spoke

of dreams.

and I was young

so I walked beside

the car to keep bullets

away.

which worked

for awhile.

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