I have a dream that one day the sons of former staves and former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood. I have a dream that one day my four little children will in a notion where that will not be judged by the color of their skin where little
black boys and little white boys will be able to join hands and walk together as brothers. This will be the day, when all of god is children will be able to sing with new meaning. Let from ring when we allow freedom to ring from every town and every hamlet from every god’s children black men and white men, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old negrospiritual “Free at last, Free at last, great, great god, Almighty. I’m free at last.