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"It crouches at the door
Its desire is for you..."
(God to Cain)
from Genesis 4:11
Inside me there is a dream. That one day we (Nations) stand tall enough to see all are created equal: black, white, brown, beige, blue veined, silver haired. We bleed red. We birth with umbilical cords, we beat with a heart. Chip nails, chop onions, we run, walk, sit, stand, think, write, read, break, weep, heal, or die anyway. Why have gear that destroys another…
my Dream dreams that the only Race we run will be to lift a fragile neighbour; our only Arms – to aid another …oh not kill for ‘peace’, for gods of war…
who listens to a Blog Prompt- reply? I address this to our Creator He hears. He reads this. I cannot undo crimes of hate or love, but I can, in my own yard, lock the gate to my own mind tripping out in violence.
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MARTIN LUTHER KING, ’63:I have a dream that one day every valley shall be lifted up, every hill and mountain be made low, the rough places plain, crooked places made straight…the glory of the Lord be revealed, and all flesh see it together.
This is our hope. This is the faith that I go with. With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform discord into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, …to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day;
but not only that: let freedom ring from every hill and molehill, every mountain, let Freedom ring.
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WPress Daily 1821
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