I have a dream, Too….
Medium | 06.12.2025 10:44
I have a dream, Too….
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Martin Luther King’s I have a Dream Speech: https://youtu.be/ARvrvJV4th4
I have a dream, too. I know it doesn’t seem like it, but I have hopes and dreams that keep me awake at night. I have a dream, too, that I wish people would take the time to hear me as my dreams often go to the waist side as people deem their dreams as less worthy. I too have a dream that I can live in the world without so much division. Where people can just exist and not be in survival mode like every day is their last. Where kids won’t have to fear staring at the end of an assault rifle as they see their peers slain like the aftermath of a battlefield. I have a dream that we as a collective will care more about the people who are currently losing their homes, family’s livelihoods at the hands of people who don’t see them as equals. When Nazis who spread hate and violence, who hide behind the banner of free speech. As their harm rains supreme of those the most marginalized voices fall upon deafened ears.
I have a dream too but not only just me but of the child who will not make it to fulfill their dreams as it is swiftly taken away from them from the hands of the government who refuses to listen and only sees them as expendable objects. I have a dream that I can one day does not live in fear and fight back against those who want to harm my communities and people I love the most. I have a dream that future generations will look back on this time presently and not the same mistakes that we have made. That they are able to help build up their community and fight against those who want to destroy and stifle the beauty of connecting with others who may not look or act like one another. I dream that one day I will not open my phone to see more death and violence but more love and peace from those who want the best not only for themselves but everyone as a collective.
I dream that I could go back to when I was younger when I didn’t have fears like this. The only fear I had was the darkness and scraping my knee when I fell off my bike. I have a dream that one day we can stop dreaming of a better life, where we don’t have to dream for basic human rights. Like a dog who wags its tail when it gets the scraps that are scraped unceremoniously on the ground. We have a dream too, but only if you would take the time and listen to our cries of our dreams to listen to how we yearn for our futures that are harshly getting taken away from us. I have a dream too, at least I think I do but slowly and slowly I feel like I cannot dream anymore like dreaming is becoming a fairytale read as a bedtime story. I have a dream too, a small one but it’s still flickering like a candle that’s about to go out. I wish that we could dream again, because we have a dream, too.
