Behold my corroboration!
Behold the called dreamers!
Though, he was undressed off
his precious coat of scores of colours
He was dashed into the pit
He was sold into slavery
But still,
He Had a dream
Behold another!
Who cried for the sameness of mankind
' I have a dream'
' I have a dream'
' I have a dream....'
Oh! We love you King dreamer
Your dream is forever a leap stone
Though you are gone
but here are the broods of your dream.
Behold her pretty face
Ever in the mirror of our heart
We adhere to her name and celebrate her wonders
Mother! Mother! ! Mother! ! !
What a great dreamer she was!
She gave to the poor
Behold her deeds ever ringing in our heart
Oh Dreamer!
You taught the world how to live...
On the picture appeared another,
We long for his deeds
His dream speaks louder than said
On his shoulders lies a dream of
War against segregation;
Though, he was lobbed into the penal complex
But his dream was never dashed
Now! we call him,
Father! Father! ! Father! ! !
Your deeds will forever halo in our heart.
A dream is forever a dream;
and a dreamer, forever a dreamer
both knot to be one in cord
Behold! The cupbearer is no scoundrel
It can take you through the thicks and pits
and thorns of life;
Through the prison walls
and through the pain of the unkind-mankind;
Nevertheless, let this be your song
I have a dream....
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