KEEP YOUR EYES ON THE PRIZE
KEEP YOUR EYES ON THE PRIZE
(For John Lewis 1940-2020)
When Dr King led the March on Washington in 1963
You were the youngest leader to address the crowd
And you died the last remaining speaker,
Eighty years old with strength and individuality
Acquired slowly and painfully;
The still visible baton scars
From freedom bus rides
And other peaceful protests
Prove it.
When Obama became president
You said the struggle was not over,
This was only a down-payment,
There were still too many suffering,
How right you were,
How wise you were
Never to give up and never
To descend in desperation
Into the abyss of violence.
‘Keep your eyes on the prize’
I heard you say
‘Keep your eyes on the prize’.
David Subacchi
2020.
Kevin T.S. Tan
Thu 17th Sep 2020 19:38
the hope in this poem made my eyes well up and my cynical heart skipped a beat. 'Never let your heart grow cold' is what comes to mind. Thank you