Small Moments

Wednesday, August 23, 2006

Their Dreams deferred.....

Langston Hughes’ “Harlem: A Dream Deferred”

What happens to a dream deferred?


Does it dry uplike a raisin in the sun Or fester like a sore—
And then run?Does it stink like rotten meat?Or crust and sugar over—
Like a syrupy sweet?

Maybe it just sagslike a heavy load.

Or does it explode?

I think theirs may have just evaporated in the air...

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