Fifty-four years ago a dream was shared with the world;
A dream of hope and freedom for every boy and girl;
A dream from a visionary with the courage to speak out loud;
A dream from a hero for whom I can stand up proud.
It is now the dreamer’s symbolic shadow in which we stand today;
It is now up to each of us, not to let his dream start to fade away.
Today, we must ask ourselves, has his dream yet been fulfilled?
Today, we must ask ourselves, are there wrongs to be righted still?
Reality, can dreams become, when we unite in a single cause;
Reality, can dreams become, when we refuse to take a pause.
The dream that this dreamer shared over half a century ago,
Is the dream that we must carry forth for other generations to know.
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