His Dream Speech Poem by kemurl fofanah

During the segregated ages
A man with infinite courage
Stood and prophecise with his message
He spoke of a bright star with dark image
His brightness will rent vast pass squrel hole
From his kingdom he will influence the whole
I have a dream
That was his theme
Tho this man now live with the majority
But his dream speech was not a vanity
As it came to pass
While the world watch it on a glass
On that memorable scene
We are happy but relly miss him