Tomorrow is there for those who dream
It's rushing water
Drowning sin within it's stream


The Devil's laughter fills their ears
Blind to the trickster
Feeling death
Would kill their fears.


You think tomorrow is the promised land?
Foolish and wise.
I'll ask you again when death's  at hand

I see the world from within
nor creed nor color
can change
Man's curse is Sin.



Forget not those all they give
They grant you but a Boon
To so more rising suns
And phases of the moon.

I ask you now to start anew
to look into
the sacrifice of a chosen few

Stop being foolish about what they gave
bring yourself to go
And kneel at his grave.

Change the world
Do what you can
For he as well
was just a man

do not think this is a fling
For I write about a warrior
Dr Martin Luther King

Silent his voice fell to a bullet's scheme
History has proved to us all
Tomorrow is there for those who dream