MLK- 30 years ago

Voice Card  -  Volume 29  -  Larry Card Number 9  -  Mon, Aug 30, 1993 11:30 PM

This is a response to VC 28 Janine 3 ("Rat Race")...

Thirty years ago on August 28, at the March on Washington, Martin Luther King, Jr. launched into his memorable refrain, "I have a dream." I would like to squeeze an excerpt from the last part of this speech into a little of our Archipelago space.

I say to you today, my friends, that in spite of the difficulties of the moment, I still have dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed, "We hold these truths to be self-evident that all men are created equal."

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down at the table of brotherhood.

I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice and oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

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.

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted and every hill and mountain shall be made low. The rough places will be made plain and the crooked places will will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.

This is our hope. This is the faith that I go back to the South with. With this faith we shall be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood.

With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.

This will be the day when all God's children will be able to sing with new meaning, "My county 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim's pride, from every mountain side, let freedom ring." And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true.

When we let freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual: "Free at last. Free at least. Thank God Almighty, we are free at last."