As I look at pictures from

the March on Washington,

I wonder what dreams have been realized

and which have been forgotten.


Thoughts of justice, equality, reconciliation

sometimes feel so futile,

when the world seems to want to return

to times feudal.


No matter what seems to stand in the way.

No matter if it feels like all progress is rescinded.

today is always the day

to dream on.


But, let this not be forgotten,

the Dream must live


our words,

our work,

our actions

if it is to live at all.