In the shadow of Lincoln, a dream was declared,  
A dream deeply rooted in the American dream.  
"We hold these truths to be self-evident," he shared,  
"That all men are created equal," his enduring theme.

In the sweltering heat of injustice and oppression,  
A dream of freedom arose, refusing to wilt.  
A dream that one day, without concession,  
The sons of former slaves and slave owners could stand, guiltlessly built.

He dreamed that his children,  
In a nation where they'd not be judged by skin,  
Would unite in brotherhood, a new beginning,  
In the symphony of freedom, a harmonious kin.

From every mountainside, let freedom ring,  
From every city and hamlet, the dreamers sing.  
With this faith, we carve a path, a new day to bring,  
Joining hands, black and white together, freedom's bell to ring.

"We will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair, a stone of hope,"  
With courage, we stand, with our dream, we cope.  
With this faith, we face the uncertainties of the slope,  
And in unity, we find the strength to grope.

From the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire,  
To the mighty mountains of New York,  
Let freedom ring, our dream declare,  
Until justice rolls down like water, in our tireless work.

January 15, 2023
Created by
MarkWaldrop

Taken from Martin Luther King Jr.’s
 “I Have a Dream” speech