Nor does the human spirit move without great difficulty against all the apathy of conformist thought within one’s own bosom and in the surrounding world. Moreover, when the issues at hand seem as perplexing as they often do in the case of this Dreadful Donald Trump – Putin’s Puppet, we are always on the verge of being mesmerized by uncertainty. But we must move on.
We can no longer afford to worship Donald Trump´s God – who is A God of Hate – or bow before the altar of rage and retaliation and criminal conduct. There can be no doubt here. Again, Trump worships a God of Hate. “THE TRUTH OF THESE WORDS IS BEYOND DOUBT.” Only such a hate-filled man would rip children from their parents arms, even babies from their mother’s breasts…
Isn’t Trump’s wife an immigrant? What if her child was ripped from her breast and locked in a cage? The God of Love will judge Trump, but there is only HATE inside of Trump…
The oceans of history are made turbulent by the ever-rising tides of hate. History is cluttered with the wreckage of nations and individuals that pursued this self-defeating path of hate.
Many of us who have already begun to break the silence of the night have found that the calling to speak is often a vocation of agony, but we must speak. We must speak with all the humility that is appropriate to our limited vision, but we must speak.
And we must rejoice as well, for surely this is not the first time in our nation’s history that a significant number of its people have chosen to move beyond Donald Trump’s world of lies, bigotry, misogyny, racism and hate to the high grounds of a firm dissent based upon the mandates of conscience and the reading of history.
Perhaps a new spirit is rising among us. If it is, let us trace its movement, and pray that our own inner being may be sensitive to its guidance. For we are deeply in need of a new way beyond the Darkness and Desecration of Democracy and The Rule of Law that Donald Trump seeks to destroy the soul of America with…
We are now faced with the fact, my friends, that tomorrow is today.
We are confronted with the fierce urgency of now.
In this unfolding conundrum of life and history, there is such a thing as being too late.
Procrastination is still the thief of time.
Life often leaves us standing bare, naked, and dejected with a lost opportunity.
The tide in the affairs of men does not remain at flood — it ebbs. We may cry out desperately for time to pause in her passage, but time is adamant to every plea and rushes on. Over the bleached bones and jumbled residues of numerous civilizations are written the pathetic words, “Too late.”
There is an invisible book of life that faithfully records our vigilance or our neglect. Omar Khayyam is right: “The moving finger writes, and having writ moves on.”
We still have a choice today: nonviolent protest or Trump´s Treason.
We must move past indecision to action.
We must find new ways to speak for the legacy of America, for democracy, for the rule of law and justice for all, to include immigrants, asylum seekers, and their children. That is who we are, not what Trump desecrates on a daily basis.
If we do not act, we shall surely be dragged down the long, dark, and shameful corridors of time reserved for those who possess power without compassion, might without morality, and strength without sight.
Americans, now let us begin.
Now is the time.
Now let us rededicate ourselves to the long and bitter, but beautiful, struggle for a new world. This is the calling of the sons of God, and our brothers wait eagerly for our response. Shall we say the odds are too great? Shall we tell them the struggle is too hard? Will our message be that the forces of American life militate against their arrival as full men, and we send our deepest regrets?
Or will there be another message — of longing, of hope, of solidarity with their yearnings, of commitment to their cause, whatever the cost?
The choice is ours, and though we might prefer it otherwise, we must choose in this crucial
moment of human history.
As that noble bard of yesterday, James Russell Lowell, eloquently stated:
Once to every man and nation comes a moment to decide,
In the strife of Truth and Falsehood, for the good or evil side;
Some great cause, God’s new Messiah offering each the bloom or blight,
And the choice goes by forever ‘twixt that darkness and that light.
Though the cause of evil prosper, yet ‘tis truth alone is strong
Though her portions be the scaffold, and upon the throne be wrong
Yet that scaffold sways the future, and behind the dim unknown
Standeth God within the shadow, keeping watch above his own.
And if we will only make the right choice, we will be able to transform this pending cosmic elegy into a creative psalm of peace. If we will make the right choice, we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our world into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. If we will but make the right choice, we will be able to speed up the day, all over America and all over the world, when justice will roll down like waters, and righteousness like a mighty stream.
“Beyond Trump” is adapted from
Address delivered to the Clergy and Laymen
Concerned about Vietnam, at Riverside Church
4 April 1967, New York City
Speech by Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
Nobel Peace Prize Winner