YET, I DREAM
I dream of kings and queens
Of far away kingdoms,
From days of old,
With corn-rowed tresses
And ebony faces.
I dream of my forefathers,
Chained and shackled,
Brought to a distant land,
A home forever,
The motherland to see no more.
Bought and sold,
Their labors utilized
In the forging of a new nation
Called America---The Home of the Brave
And the Land of the Free.
I dream of Benjamin Banneker,
Crispus Attucks, Nat Turner, Den Mark Vessey,
Frederick Douglass, Booker T. Washington,
W.E.B. Dubois, Jean Baptiste DuSable,
George Washington Carver, Carter G. Woodson,
Thurgood Marshall, Dr. Martin Luther King...
I dream of Harriet Tubman,
Sojourner Truth, Mary McLeod Bethune,
Phillis Wheatly, Madame C.J. Walker,
Ida B. Wells, Mahalia Jackson,
Marian Anderson, Marjorie Stewart Joyner...
And other sisters and brothers
Who lit and carried the torch,
Then left it----That we might see the way.
I dream! I dream! I dream!
Yes, Yet I dream!
(C) 1995 A.D. Moore
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