He Walked Up The Hill (for MLK)
Bob A. Feldman
A protest folks song--written in 1968-- about Martin Luther King's death, that was written a few months after his assassination.
He walked up the hill and he knew it was willed
That the white racists, they would slay
All the good men who crossed their way
And what else is there left to say?
“Look! The Black Prince of Peace now lays.”
And all go and pray, yet they kill people everyday
Their soldiers kill ‘cross the seas
Their cops shoot up the cities
Their managers steal our bread
Their teachers, they ruin our heads.
“Be Non-Violent!” they scream, for they fear what we all will dream
Now that Moses is dead
Shot in the back of the head
“Love them” is what he said
Yet look how they treated him.
The hearts now are red as they rise up from their beds
To say to the Man with hate:
“We’re sorry but it’s now too late
We want to control our fate
The Panther will kill your snake.”