I Have But One Dream

This poem is dedicated to the late Martin Luther King I have but one dream that one day all men and women will see there is no difference between us no matter what colour we are. The air we breathe you and I, is the same as everyone else. We are all born of the same colour blood and we all bleed when we are cut. There is no difference in our body’s makeup apart from the shade of our skin. Yet if you are white in the winter, you want to look a darker shade when the summer comes. If a brother or sister is that colour all year around why do we want to look like them only when summer comes? If you can answer that question and understand the meaning of what I say then racial hatred will slowly disappear from our world today and all men and women will live in harmony. Love will then prevail to set everyone free. 11 September 2008