A King's Perception

I know I'm not dreaming I focus on a woman in the crowd Next to her is another of varying color Alone these two are easily distinguished But they aren't fighting, instead bound by hope But right now They're in a group, a palettes mix Rallied together for the cause that I present Hand in hand, eyes to God for support Pure harmony is their intent My vision is meshed As I lose the group to the crowd I am in awe Thousands of them moving together Symbolizing the giant wave of change to come Songs of spirituality that I have heard in my teachings As I stare into the crowd I feel my fantasy becoming reality What I could only foresee now in front of me The people united in a just cause To be known not as a country divided by hue, but as a people Of one ever changing and indistinct color