A king has pasted...did you notice

On April 4th, 1968 ... A King was called home      
       
Forty-five years later, the day went without much notice  
      
You drive down streets named in his honor      
You attend schools and play in parks that bear his name      
His birthday is a national holiday... of sorts      
Yet few still speak his name      
       
We should all be ashamed      
       
From his words came hope and while he wasn't a perfect man      
He gave his life for an idea...would you have done the same       
"You woke up in a new Bugatti"...?  
       
You'd still be sitting in the back of the bus      
Maybe drinking from the colored fountain      
If he hadn't come along and taken his rightful place      
What gives us the right to overlook that day    
     
It's time we talked about something relevant and right now would be a good time  
 Keep this in mind      
You'll never know where your going        
If you don't remember where you've been