From the Swampyville Gazette!
Martin Luther King Jr. Day!
I Heard the Robin Sing! by Optimistic Oriole!
When I was the innocent one, One morning in early spring; No thought of true reason, I heard the Robin sing;
He sang his sweet song of life, Of hope, faith, and charity; He sang of his everlasting wish, For a World in perfect harmony;
He sang his precious song, For conflict to never start; Then came the makers of hate, And tore all his dreams apart;
Like a forgotten soul, Forlorn in a castle keep; In the darkness of night, I heard the Robin weep;
We did not get there with you,
But, you paved the way with care; One day we will cross that Mountain, And find you abiding there;