I met you when I was 14 years of age. You were a true hero and became an inspiration. I’ve been blessed to write songs of love, hope, and motivation—many of them inspired by your life. More than any award that I’ve ever received, I want you to know that I’m thankful how you influenced my place of love, which allowed me to try to push the needle of love and equality forward.
It is painful to know that needle has not moved one iota. For 36 years, we’ve had a holiday honoring your birthday and principles, yet you would not believe the lack of progress. It makes me physically sick.
I am sick that politicians try to find an easy solution to a four-hundred-year problem. I am sick of some people using God for a convenience rather than a commitment. I am sick of lies and deceit that dominate our reality. I am sick that truth is struggling to be heard and defended. What we say has not been what we do, and this country must reconcile our words and deeds.
Until we turn our mouth movement into righteous action, we’re doing our nation, God, and your memory an injustice. Until what we say is what we do, there is no truth. It is just repeating and rewriting history, just as we have for the last four hundred years. @StevieWonder‘s open letter to MLK on Twitter