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He walks among us in Atlanta though he be gone so long He lives with them at Morehouse voice echoes like a song How ’bout Ebenezer where his words still ring today Martin spoke there many times urged blacks and whites to pray Sixteenth street Baptist where he mourned those little girls Murdered by the men in sheets He speaks of them as pearls And yes he was with Lincoln said he had a dream Then marched the streets of Selma amid white racist screams The Mason Temple Church of God He talked of Mountaintop Lorraine Motel in Memphis hatred had to stop They cut him down that day in Memphis thought civil rights would cease Martin’s dream of love and vision lives on; to bring all men to peace