August 28,1963

December 12, 2008
As he walks through the masses of his brothers.
He whispers empty thoughts to himself.
He says what about the thoughts of others.
Should I really say ideas I have stored on this shelf.
It’s always easier not to do something he soon realizes.
As he climbs up the steps his moral rises.
He looks over the water and watches it gleam.
Then he says with most certainly “I have a dream”.

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