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11 January, 2009

The Dream and the Dreamer


40 Years past
Since Impression last
When you stood on mountain top
Marching towards the task

You stood like the noble king
Courageous, brave and strong
Speaking of injustice, and how it was wrong
You spoke of peace, when others spoke of death
As u stood firm, marching towards the quest

Others rose in violence
While u came with revenge
Marching in unity
Trying to make a mends
Rosa Parks sat, then the King rose!
So people can unite!
And the prophesy could be told
Like a true King
You stood firm and tall
Breaking down barriers
Redefining the law

They might have killed the dreamer
But today, the dream still lingers on
Reaching across the globe
Whirling like a storm

Even in remembrance, your legacy reigns
Not losing sight or carrying us away…