You were the Dr who fought racism’s malady so well.
The King who got assassinated on the balcony hotel.
The oracle who said I have a dream, made it seem serene like crops.
The man who said I had been with prophets to the very Mountaintop.
King rose to tops of sunshine beginning, lead us to climb with him in
When we slept, we had visions of a new mind that’s winning.
A dream where the only race was one where people got on one knee. People would be taken care of, so that they would not go hungry.
That dream is close to us, it creeps nearer to us by the minute.
Because when King said I had a dream, he saw me in it!