(I was honored to be a speaker at this year’s City of Wheeling Martin Luther King Interfaith Gathering for Freedom. I read this poem, which I wrote especially for the occasion.) We Walked away from Auschwitz, to the Indian Ocean, Selma to Montgomery, Syria to the sea; in many different moments, daring to believe. We walked, and still we walk. Walking is the work we do. We make our salt and are free, confront regimes, reach, defy, come to do and be. We simply say we have had enough. Even now, from Wheeling’s heights we walked the way. In winter’s stiletto chill, our choirs and cantors pray. Footsteps for statements, miles soar like hymns, we walked, and still we walk, marking the pain living the gain; we feel our strength along the way. Marching for reconstruction, arching all obstructions, walking is the work we do, tilling unbroken earth with shoes. We walked, and still we walk, and will continue. Subscribe to Weelunk A Weelunk Partnership with Dateline:Wheeling. For more great Lee Chottiner stories, poetry and images that focus on Wheeling, WV, click the link below: DatelineWheeling.com Photo Courtesy Wikipedia Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window) Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYou must be logged in to post a comment.