We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities.
We cannot be satisfied as long as the Negro's basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one.
We can never be satisfied as long as our children are stripped of their adulthood and robbed of their dignity by signs.

This will be the day when all God's children will be able to sing with new meaning. My country, 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of the i sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim's pride, from every mountain side, let freedom ring. When we allow freedom to ring, when we let it ring, from every city and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, hews and gentiles, protestants and catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, 'free at last, free at last, great God almighty, we are free at last.

I LOVE YOU ALL