A Forgotten Dream?


One day a year, we remember the Dreamer
honor the man -his life, his legacy, his sacrifices
his living and dying for his country, his dream

One day a year, the noble words of his dream
spoken so long ago, echo vividly across the years
reminding us of his struggle and his vision

One summer day, before the emancipator�s shrine
the world and history watched the Dreamer speak
sharing the dream he lived for with his audience

�I have a dream that my four children will one day live
in a nation where they will not be judged by the color
of their skin but by the content of their character�

One day a year, people look up from everyday life
to ask if America has or ever will live up to its promise
the simple creed "�that all men are created equal"

One spring day, at a hotel in the city of Memphis
the Dreamer was struck down by the hate he fought
Did America forget his dream when he died?

One day, I want to be able to look at America, stand up
proclaim fulfillment of the Dreamer�s dream, "Free at last!
Free at last! Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"

Copyright � Shadowy Poet/E.D.Q. 2001






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