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This Our Dream


Lost in a sea I stand In the ebb and flow Of bodies like never before The rustle of clothing and fans Like waves meeting the shore Of the podium before us on this day Where he stands before us Like Moses Sharing a dream not of parting this sea But a dream of coming together One nation under God Lifting each other up From the toil of the past To where all stand equal at last Where the only bonds are those of brotherhood The only color that matters Is the red of the blood Within our human hearts Full of the same needs and wants Of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness Happiness that builds and bubbles over In the cheers and applause That cause this sea to roil But never shall our anger boil Over into rage As we have marched To make a change With peace as placid and cool As the waters within the pool That this sea of my brothers and sisters surround As we share This, our dream
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