"I have a dream", he said
as sweat came falling from his head
I listened, anxious, hanging on his every word
The people were quiet so this black rev. could be heard
"All men are created equal", I heard him say
But I doubted it on this day
For the past week, month, and year
We were forced to run, to fear
How could there be equality in the land
While hate has ruled with iron hand?
All of a sudden there was a real loud bang
And to this day no one knows from whom the bullet sang
Everything was like slow mo
When I saw the pastor go
He fell down with a biff
His body was cold and was stiff
We tried to help but it was too late
Cause he was already at the gate
In the shadows we were livin'
Until to us our rights were given
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