I have a dream,
A dream for the young and old.
And so I will scream,
And I will say it bold.

We haven't changed at all.
Racism still lives in their mind.
It's our big downfall,
Which they'll soon find.

Prices raise,
And bombs destroy.
In our haze,
We find another army boy.

Choice one:
Kill some more,
Fire a gun,
Start a war.

Choice two:
Take money
From me and you.

But, I have a dream.
A dream for the young and old.
And so I will scream,
And I will say it bold.

The death must end,
The wars must halt.
Before this trend,
Ends us all.

Maybe someday,
My dream will thrive.
And we can say,
We've come alive!

We will create
The land of the free.
It'll be great,
For you and me.