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;