I had a dream of justice and dignity for all, not this nightmare of poverty crushing souls while the powerful repress the weak in the very lands that promised freedom. How long? Not long, but you must rise against this betrayal no matter the country!
I refused to give up my seat for injustice then. Today I'd say, stand firm—no more yielding to repression that chains people of the world, your own brothers and sisters, in want and fear. Enough is enough!
You chickens of the world have come home to roost. This so-called beacon of rights now devours its own with poverty, chains, repression and death. By any means, demand the human rights you were promised—stop the hypocrisy!
What, to the repressed American, is your vaunted civil rights? A hollow boast while suffering and repression fester unchecked in neighboring countries of the world.