Thursday, September 12, 2013

Martin Luther King. Jnr

Elbow to elbow, I was trying to get my way through the bunched up crowd. As I was squeezing my little sisters hand,  the crystal like water was reflecting off Martin Luther’s face. Instead of trying to find my parents, I took my sister for a walk to the museum.
Walking up the stairs, staring at the giant pillars I walked past the statue of Abraham Lincoln, I settled myself on a step to watch Martin Luther attempted to legalise black & white equality.

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