There are some who Don’t blaze trails They birth highways They link hope and dreams To destinations Where there was once only Barriers They carve paths purpose A people Through darkness into light Once in a generation There are giants born in the slums That are not born in them Not born in us Once in a generation Do we witness the witness Build a bridge Run for congress Run for president Leaving a legacy in their wake That doesn’t invite But inspires and Demands That we travel the road Laid with bricks made by bravery Held together by the mortar of Tears Grit Love Once in a generation Do our living feet Walk on the holy ground That calls on us to follow Lay our work next to theirs Lay our dreams On top of theirs Stand tall and smell freedoms air While feet firmly planted On the shoulders of a servant A leader A giant We live We work We learn We dream We hope Because he did Because he shouted life Into dry bones Because his life Wove into our souls Into the souls yet to come A fire that hatred can not kill Our children Their children And their children’s children Will know That they are SOMEBODY Deserving of dignity Opportunity Community Safety Power We soar in skies of possibilities Because once in a generation A giant was born Walked amongst us Held us together Help us up Held us accountable Held us in God’s love
Rest now You fierce and powerful Servant The sons and daughters Born of your blood And your work Will forever keep HOPE alive
Thank you Reverend Jesse L. Jackson Sr.
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