you said:It's not just a day off. Think about the impact he's had on the USA and
the world. Carry on the dream. We're not quite there yet.Matt
--------------The Rev. Martin Luther King, Jr. delivers his "I Have a Dream" speech
before thousands assembled on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial,
Washington, D.C., August 28, 1963.I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the
greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.
Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we
stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous
decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves,
who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a
joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.
But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free. One hundred
years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the
manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred
years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst
of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the
Negro still languishes in the corners of American society and finds
himself an exile in his own land.
So we've come here today to dramatize a shameful condition. In a sense,
we've come to our nation's capital to cash a check. When the architects
of our Republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the
Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to
which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all
men--yes, black men as well as white men--would be guaranteed the
unalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note
insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring
this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check,
a check which has come back marked "insufficient funds." But we refuse
to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe
that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of
this nation. So we've come to cash this check--a check that will give
us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice.
We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce
urgency of "now." This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling
off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to
make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the
dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial
justice. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksand of
racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. Now is the time to
make justice a reality for all of God's children.
It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment.
This sweltering summer of the Negro's legitimate discontent will not
pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality.
Nineteen sixth-three is not an end, but a beginning. Those who hope
that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will
have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. There
will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is
granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue
to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice
emerges.
But that is something that I must say to my people who stand on the warm
threshold which leads into the palace of justice. In the process of
gaining our rightful place we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let
us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup
of bitterness and hatred.
We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and
discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into
physical violence. Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights
of meeting physical force with soul force. The marvelous new militancy
which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to a distrust of
all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their
presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up
with our destiny. And they have come to realize that their freedom is
inextricably bound to our freedom. We cannot walk alone.
As we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead.
We cannot turn back.
There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "When will
you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the
victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality. We can never be
satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel,
cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the
cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the Negro's basic mobility is
from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as
long as our children are stripped of their selfhood and robbed of their
dignity by signs stating "For Whites Only." We cannot be satisfied as
long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York
believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not
satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like
waters and righteousness like a mighty stream!
I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials
and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells.
Some of you have come from areas where your crest--quest for freedom
left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the
winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative
suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is
redemptive.
Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to South Carolina,
go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and
ghettos of our Northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can
and will be changed. Let us not wallow in the valley of despair.
I say to you today, my friends, so even though we face the difficulties
of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply
rooted in the American dream.--------------
We will not be satisfied
until justice rolls down
like waters and righteousness
like a mighty stream!
--------------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 on the red hills of Georgia the sons of
former slaves and the sons of former salve owners will be able to sit
down together at the table of brotherhood.
I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state
sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of
oppression, 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! [Crowd roars.]
I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists,
with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of
interposition and nullification, one day right there in Alabama little
black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white
boys and white girls as sisters and brothers....I have a dream today!
[crowd roars]
I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill
and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain 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 that I go back to the South with.
With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain 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!
This will be the day...this will be the day when all of 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 Pilgrims' pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring," and if
America is to be a great nation, this must become true.
[King continues above continuous and rising applause and cheers.] So let
freedom ring! From the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire, let
freedom ring. From the mighty mountains of New York, let freedom ring,
from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania!
Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado!
Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California! But not only
that.
Let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia!
Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain in Tennessee!
Let freedom ring from every hill and mole hill of Mississippi. From
every mountainside, let freedom ring, and when this happens...when we
allow freedom to 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 of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and
Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing
in the words of the old Negro spiritual, "Free at last! Free at last!
Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"
Thanks, but I live in ATL. I have no problems remebering anything
related to MLK....