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I have a dream, I have a dream said doctor King, but is his dream unseen,

to the black on black crime, to the little boys in the ghetto who have lost

there minds, to the young Lady out there having baby's without the

father's Because that's how her mother started, to the sagging pants that

droop off of their behinds just like the hopes and dreams of so many left

behind, to the blood that ran off the concert when little Hakim was killed

and his mom I can still hear, to the 80's course that made everything worse

and gave bath to the generation of the bangers, to the street corner where

little boy's are killed way before that every became men, to the rocks in

their pocket's let’s not forget the mother who refuse to stop it, setting

off their kids lives like bottle rockets. To the Confederate flags that

still hangs in Mississippi ever tho they say it's a part of history, to the

ghetto dream that remains to be unseen, to the coach on your feet that you

got with your AFDC, to the subliminal messages that the system sends us

through commercials in reality TV shows, to the ghetto credit card but you

know with EBT You can't charge, to the projects and every ghetto across the

world, to the little black boy's and girl's with father's, to the young man

named Trayvon Martin, to the 20 year voter act that Obama still has

addressee, to the educational system that is filling our children , to the

black men who have

kids but no job, to the liquor store on every corner in the ghetto, to the

churches that don't reach out to the community no more, to the young women

out here with no clothes on, to the affirmative action that was taken back, to the 1000’s of black who are unemployed, to the black single Mother that are struggle, to the young black man who they just don’t understand, to the American dream, to Dr. King who was slade at his peak, but I see that the dream is now a Fatality and this is our Reality.

By: Sensation the Poet, Kim Edwards

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