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Inspired Poem/ Cento

By , Lawrence, KS
He Had A Dream

Crippled by the manacles of Segregation.
Trapped by the chains of discrimination.
Refusing to honor this sacred obligation.
To deny the opening of these vaults of opportunity,
to this nation.
Whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundation.
Whites destiny tied up with blacks destination.
Coming from great trials and tribulation.
Battered by storms of persecution.
The Governor’s lips dripping with words of interposition,
and phrases of nullification.
Sweltered by the heat of oppression.
He said we needed a transformation.
Dr. Martin Luther King,
he had a dream.
Involving the change of creative suffering,
and much discriminating.
His goal was equalizing.
Less brutalizing.
Eventually satisfying.
Gradually tranquilizing.
As justice was emerging.
All the distrusting
was finally stopping,
and one day knowing,
letting freedom ring.
From the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania.
From the stone mountains of Georgia.
From the curvaceous slopes of California.
To lookout mountain in Tennessee,
and every hill in Mississippi.
Dr. Martin Luther King,
he had a dream,
and he let freedom ring.
Abling children to sing,
“My country tis’ of thee
sweet land of liberty
of thee I sing
land where my fathers died
land of the pilgrims pride
from every mountainside
let freedom ring.”
Dr. Martin Luther King,
he had a dream.
On August 28th 1963,
a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.
Everyone’s presence,
was evidence,
they needed independence.
Look at them today,
we can all finally say,
“Free at last! Free at last!
Thank God Almighty we are free at last!”
Dr. Martin Luther King,
he had a dream,
and now freedom rings.





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