I Too Have A Dream by Venessa Bowers

August 28, 2013 marks the 50th anniversary of the delivery of one of the most profound and enigmatic speeches delivered in this country. Of course I am referring to Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.’s iconic “I Have a Dream” speech. In honor of this historic moment, and in response to the media call to share our dreams as he did, I too, have a dream. And while I own the fact that I am a white woman who is in no way equal to this challenge, or the use of Dr. King’s words verbatim, I offer this as a humble testament to the ways in which his words and legacy have shaped my life and consciousness.

I have a dream that one day all women, regardless of race, creed, religion, socio-economic status, and color will no longer live in fear of being raped, beaten, or emotionally abused by the men who are supposed to love them. I dream that these women will not have to choose between their very lives and living in abject poverty should they leave these men.

I dream that one day, the prowess of teachers, social workers, fire fighters, military personnel, doctors, and police officers will be valued and compensated at higher rates than the prowess of an athlete on a field or court.

I dream that one day very soon the people who are charged with protecting children will do so with vigor and resolve rather than the need to meet political ends.

I dream that no child will ever go to bed hungry again in this great nation of plenty.

I dream that one day children’s rights to live in safe, secure, and loving homes will be a goal that every American strives to ensure. That one day, a parent will make their child more important than their next drug fix.

I dream that one day, military personal and veterans will return to this great land and be supported and honored for their contributions to this nation’s well being. That they will no longer rank as the highest number of homeless people surviving in every major city in this country.

I HAVE A DREAM that one day we will no longer employ politicians but rather public servants who will ensure that the good of the nation is built on the foundation of equity for all people.

I dream that my gay and lesbian, bi-sexual, and transgendered brothers and sisters will enjoy the same benefits of living in this country that I do.

I dream that soon, very soon, and mental illness will be treated rather than stigmatized and ignored.

I dream that one day more schools will open to actually and fully educate the citizenry so that prisons can close. That the cultivation of the mind with soon trump the bondage of the body as a way of living in this country.

I too, have a dream today.

I dream that social workers like me will never again be asked to “fix” a broken child but rather to fix the broken, interlocking systems of oppression that serve to repeatedly traumatize them and perpetuate the cycles of poverty, abuse, drug addiction, violence, and hunger from which they come.
I dream that an end to war will be faster coming than the ideologies that seek to separate us from one another.

I dream that a child can walk down the street with candy in hand and not be murdered for being black.

I dream that one day, the shenanigans of the Kardasians will no longer dominate the media, but rather, that a collective social consciousness that seeks to elevate people and causes will take center stage.

I dream that very soon, the have-nots will have, and have plenty.

I dream today that 50 years from now, these issues will be resolved so that new dreams can be made. I dream that what Dr. King said on the steps of the Lincoln Monument 50 years ago will matter to the social consciousness of the people of this great nation. That they will join together in love and brother/sisterhood instead of being separated by fear of and hate for the other. My dream is that one day this will no longer be just a dream, but a reality. It’s up to us to make it so.

Bright Blessings


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