Monday, January 17, 2011


There is no flesh in man's obdurate heart;
It does not feel for man; the natural bond
Of brotherhood is sever'd, as the flax,
That falls asunder at the touch of fire.
He finds his fellow guilty of a skin
Not color'd like his own; and having power
T' Enforce the wrong, for such a worthy cause
Dooms amd devotes him as his lawful prey.
Lands intersected by a narrow frith
Abhor each other.  Mountains interposed
Make enemies of nations, who had else
Like kindred drops been mingled into one.
Thus man devotes his brother, and destroys;
And worse than all, and most to be deplored.
- William Cowper Compendium p.739

He finds his fellow guilty of a skin,
Not color'd like his own

It's is Martin Luther King Jr. Day... I knew that I wanted to write something about MLK to go with Cowper's Slavery and at church Pastor quoted Dr. King...
Power at its best is love implementing the demands of justice. Justice at its best is love correcting everything that stands against love.
-Martin Luther King, Jr., Where Do We Go from Here: Chaos or Community?, 1967.

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