(on
the birthday of Martin Luther King Jr.)
I have a dream that life will one
day be
the marvel that it truly is, that
love
will rise triumphant, and a joyous
spree
of kindness will begin to dance
above
the burial ground of hate. I have a
dream
that clouds of sorrow will become the
clear
and open skies of comfort, and a
gleam
of goodness will be there to shine
and cheer
up our disheartened world, and yes,
I have
a dream that wisdom will become the
salve
to spread on fear, and gentleness
will fast
become the force that frees us all
at last,
thank God almighty, frees us all at
last.
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