Mounting Castles In The Blood Red Sky

I still have a 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 together

at the table of brotherhood.

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 today!

I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its

vicious racists, with its governor having his lips

dripping with the words of "interposition" and

"nullification" - one day right there in Alabama little

black boys and black girls will be able to join hands

with little white boys and white girls as sisters and

brothers.

I have a dream today!

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 be made straight; "and the glory of the

Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it

together."