The dream is me, the dream is you
It embraced what was true
Dr. King laid his life to demonstrate that only peace and love triumph over greed and hate
He fought so humanity would one day be free from this stifling insanity
Died for a dream, died young
no more negro spirituals to be sung
So long as Dr. K is not forgotten he is not gone
In his memory we dream on
So one day we too, shall join hands and sing
Deep in my heart I do believe we have overcome!
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