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THE DREAM

   THE DREAM!   The booming echo of a lone voice Shattered the great barriers of offence Within the voice Bubbled a quest to be heard The inner groaning of its steam Busted open with a thunderous boom I have a dream! I have a dream! A scream heralding the dream.   Resistance marrying misconception Gave it a fight The offender viewed it a plague An old order, no longer at ease Teaming with ferocity Dreamer drummed loudest his dreams Color dared not the dream A loud vision, none could tame Like currency, it went circulate Visible the prophet, yet was despised Clinging to importunity’s wings This march, led to a run Tomorrow it will fly Yes! it came with a price.   Silenced, the man’s voice Undeterred a vision,  Dreaming, it be fulfilled Yes! The man died His dreams is immortal Torturing it, still it must speak Cremate, it comes refined as gold Time only nourishes this dream   Indeed, he had a dream A dream, it was for all Where all is umbrella to one As one is same to all  A dream, priding character in full And relegating color to exile. Without stuttering,  It fluently proclaimed Love, unity, justice and man’s dignity Making freedom a coat for all Against the perilous blizzard of injustice  Agape, core creed of the dream Yes! Time groomed it,  A deserved change     A dream alien to violence A dream, for all humanity A dream, defeating the yoke of boundaries A dream, exuding a limitless aroma to all A dream, evil offence fears  It was a dream, an enigma to all   Alas! Dreamer died Leaving a dream never lied Rewinding time to refresh His lone voice, pierced and tore The iron curtain and wall of divide On that podium,  His passion mounted and spoke I have a dream! I have a dream!  A scream, heralding change Permeating space, For all to embrace justice   Time like now, fertilized this dream Enthroning change for real justice Vivid as clear crystal Yes! The dream, the dream Opened as page, immortalizing change A voice echoes, now it is visible For real a change is born God bless this dream Yes! The American dream Sweet dreamer of change Now, rest in peace bosom eternal     A tribute to the memory of Dr Martin Luther King Jnr.    BARAK OBAMA IS ACTING THE  AMERICAN DREAM,      Author: Felix Joseph Osaeghemede [email protected], +2348037825027. Written: 5-11-2008; 11:05 to 11:50am
— chumfin, Jan 19, 2009

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Country/Region: NGA

Favorite Poets: KinG DaviD Psalms, King Solomon songs, maya angelou, and all the great poets i have ever meet.

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yenti

yenti

17 years 4 months ago

A dream

I like your piece but have seen to many dreams shattered by the old greed, and I spent a lot of time in Africa being a human. The dreams of the people of Zimbabwe, of South Africa, Kenya, Uganda the list only will end, when we believe in something other than present values. A world run by money, not technology, we can feed all the people we can house all the people we can see that children are looked after this list will only be fulfilled when man becomes A proper spiritual Human. Until then my friend these things are but a dream, your writing is great, if only our dreams could be reality, Yours Ian.T
judyanne

judyanne

16 years 2 months ago

you only need these verses to tell the story

and they are beautifully written. my preference only you understand. i do like your writing i hope you don't mind. Indeed, he had a dream A dream, it was for all Where all is umbrella to one As one is same to all A dream, priding character in full And relegating color to exile. Without stuttering, It fluently proclaimed Love, unity, justice and man’s dignity Making freedom a coat for all Against the perilous blizzard of injustice Agape, core creed of the dream Yes! Time groomed it, A deserved change Time like now, fertilized this dream Enthroning change for real justice Vivid as clear crystal Yes! The dream, the dream Opened as page, immortalizing change A voice echoes, now it is visible For real a change is born God bless this dream Yes! The American dream Sweet dreamer of change Now, rest in peace bosom eternal love and i hope you don't mind. judy
chumfin

chumfin

16 years 2 months ago

welcome

thanks judy, i really apreciate the kind comment , am very happy you did come by to view my work, i call it a great honor you did me. thanks