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BLACK LIVES MATTER


I have a dream.
No not a regular dream, A big one.
A dream where you can mouth myriad things and ideas what this generation has come up to be.
We live in a world with a lot of subtleties
But am I realizing the unobtrusive things around me?
Colored people, black boys, black girls and black children.
Black child you got so much to live for, NO 
unless we make a difference we don't 
Black children can’t be black children
They can’t relish life
Their purpose becomes barren.
Should they defer their dream?
I have a dream.
One day, that Nonviolence will be a term that we will use.
That the world will be able to say hey don’t be afraid.
That my questions will be answered one day
It doesn’t matter if it’s in a good or bad way.
I have a dream,
Where the minds of the people will clash together
To be able to realize the questions that children ask every day.
Am I not what America wants me to be?
I could die right now because black is a part of me.
Its vile how someone can judge you from the color of your skin
But not take a moment to realize what’s within.
I have a dream,
That we realize that all our blood is the same that runs through our veins.
Society tells me choose my mask carefully cover my face that was given to me
The mask that was only made for my eyes to see.
We all have a dream.
MLK says” I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character.” 
Rest in peace MLK you made a small difference in the world today 
But Still, The real change has not been made . 
Yeah you might say its 2020 what they got on us you say 
Rest in peace for all the people that died just because being black is a part of their lives yeah i remember you 
Even you trayvon who wore a regular gray hoodie outside
I have a dream .
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