Saturday, February 21, 2009

Harlem

What happens to a dream deferred?

Does it dry up
like 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 sags
like a heavy load.

Or does it explode?

By: Langston Hughes (R.I.P.)

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