A giant among men, John Lewis was an icon of the Civil Rights movement. He bled for justice and equality.
May he rest in peace and love.
INVICTUS by William Henley
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
Actually, as I stated in the comments to Dave, I don't want to hear anything about John Lewis from Trump. Anything Trump would say about John Lewis would only sully the great man's name.
Trump will never be the decent, brave, and honorable human being that John Lewis was. America and the world know this.