Just because you can't see it,
Doesn't mean it's not there.
Just because you don't dream it,
Doesn't mean it won't happen.
Just because you don't say it,
Doesn't mean they won't listen.
Can we see the light?
Do we dream about equality?
Will we speak from our conscience?
The end of the tunnel is near.
The stars are in our reach.
King crossed a major threshold that most blacks couldn't.
Can we see it?
Do we dare follow into unknown territory?
Poem by Domenique R . - St. Marguerite d'Youville