aMErica is themelting pot of all humanity! This is God's Golden Dream. God's Golden Dream It is the hour of twilight. And I look up at the horizon. From my lips come a voice. A voice filled with intense Pain for race: A Human race, A humble and noble race; A strong and unselfish race. My heart has become full, Filled with a dream. A dream to move beyond the COLOR BARRIER, It is God's Golden Dream. A dream that cries with A lost voice. Words that have escaped From the past. Words that have climbed Into the present. I speak of an immortal dream. A dream printed in gold. That all men, women, and Children Of every nationality can behold. It is a dream Implanted deep within my soul. A dream with the ultimate goal Of all races united. A dream with a struggle. A struggle To achiEVE! by TRAcy Hill 1989