grateful for the freedoms that were gained.
thankful for the sacrifices that were made.
honoring the lives that were lost.
for our good, they paid the ultimate cost.
i can't imagine what it would be like
to die for a basic human right.
i wish i could count each tear that has been cried
for the brave souls who gave their lives.
when i think of rosa on that bus
and what that now means to us
and of the marchers on that bridge,
do they know just what they did?
they decided to take a stand,
come to the aid of their fellow man.
these were everyday people, you see.
some like you...some like me.
whose actions brought about a change,
made sure history was rearranged.
forty something years have past,
and their legacies still last.
some whose names we'll never know
and whose faces they'll never show.
so, i pause in honor and with respect,
vowing to never, ever forget
that along with dr. martin king
there are others who gave up everything.
our eyes have seen the glory and we can't stop
as we struggle to reach the mountaintop.
for although we have made countless gains,
we have still much to be attained
and while we can't discount the achievements we've seen,
we can never, ever give up 'the dream'.
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