I HAVE A DREAM
(28 de Agosto de 1963)
Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive.
Go back to Mississipi, go back to Alabama, go back to South Carolina, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and the ghettos of our modern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed. Let us not valley of despair.
I say to you today, my friends, that in spite of the difficulties and frustrations of the moment, 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 the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slaveowners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.
I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississipi, a desert state sweltering with the heat of injustice and opression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.
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 the state of Alabama, whose governor's lips are presently dripping with the words of interpusation and nullification will be transformed into a situation where little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with tittle white boys and white girls and walk together as sisters and brothers.
I have a dream today.
I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and moutain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plains, and the crooked places will be made straight; and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.
This is our hope. This is the faith with which I return to the South. With this faith we will be able to hew out the moutain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our Nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.
And this will be the day when all od God's children will be able to sing with new meaning: "My country tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim's pride, from every moutainside, let freedom ring".
And if America is to be a great Nation, this must be true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty muontains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening of Alleghenies of Pennsylvania!
Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado!
Let freedom ring from the curvaceous peaks of California!
But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Moutain of Georgia!
Let freedom ring from Lookout Moutain of Tennessee!
Let freedom ring from every hill and mole hill of Mississipi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.
When we let freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants ans Catholics, will be able to join hands and sign in the words of the old Negro spiritual, "Free at last! free at last! Thank God amilghty, we are free at last!"
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