Dreams, without dreams the world is like an eternal winter ,w

ith no plants and animals.

Change can never come when there is still snow on the ground.

But the dream changes that, it is the shining sun that rises on the horizon.

Melting the snow, warming the ground

Its rays begin trees to grow, animals to come from hibernation.

The dream is a change, it is a future.

It is a vision of what will come.

Men said that the sky was the limit, yet a pair of bike building borthers changed that.

Men said that we shall never touch the chees wheel in the sky yet nasa did eaxctly that.

The world said that we are not equal, that we should segragated/apartheid, 

But a reverend from a small church in atlanta, a descendent of a slave, said no

No this is not right "for I have a dream".

"That one day we can all sing together in the old negro spiritual"

"O my lord" "we are free at last thank god allmighty we are free at last"

For a dream is a tiny fire in a sea of darkness.

But the fire grows and grows.

A dream is like a tiny oak tree seed.

Thats starts so small you cannot even see it.

But one day will be a strong tall tower.

That now can be seen for miles.