I Too, Have a Dream.
This evening, I pay homage to Martin Luther King Junior. I sit and watch his speech, and find myself next to tears, and clapping along with his audience. His massive audience of 200,000 people. As I watch, you can see Mr.King's eyes twitch, his lips curl, and I realize that he, too, is human. He was there at the Lincoln Memorial, once. I could be there too. Mr.King walked before 200,000 people, and spoke. The world listening to every syllable, his utterances literally echoing across the massive audience, his phrases spaced out slightly longer than his others so that they don't mumble in the echo. Even without this massive amount of people, this man has come far. He is but one body of flesh and blood, and one mind of strict determination and love. He stood, and spoke, and changed the way our generation thinks. I think to myself as he speaks. I would give anything to be able to talk to this man, to learn more, to hear him speak in person, to shake his great and righteous hand. It cannot be, though. I look down and see the familiar scars across my own hand. Not intentional, just from stupidity and carelessness. I see my empty pasta bowl and spider-man mug. I'm real, too. What am I? I'm just another person. Any person could be the next Mr.King, and discover some 200,000 followers. Or so they tell us. Mr.King did something good for the world. He rose up, spoke his mind, and was shot down. His death, though, was not in vain. The memory of his exploits lingers in our minds and hopes and dreams. I too, have a dream. One day, I would like to stand upon Lincoln Memorial, and stand where Mr.King stood, and look out upon the world. I would like to breathe in, and out, and think, "I have done something for you, World." I want to give back. Life is hard, yeah, but it doesn't mean that if something is hard, then you shouldn't respect and enjoy it. When I find someone I respect and enjoy, I find ways to reciprocate. Because, we're all in this together, and that's how things ought to work. I've had hard times in my life, yeah. We all have. But we have so much to look back on, so much good and bad, and so much good that can be enjoyed later. Sure there will be the counter-balance, but that's how things work. If a ball drops, does it not bounce? Sure gravity is a factor that makes this anagram lame, but I love it nonetheless. I guess what I'm getting at here, is that yes, Mr.King. I have a dream, too. I will make a vow right here and now: I will do everything in my power to make this world a better place in whatever way I can, because I owe it to the world. Why do I owe it? Well, we're not really all that different, are we? http://youtu.be/smEqnnklfYs