Musings and Random Brainwaves of an Otherwise Distracted Mind
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
What Happens to a Dream Deferred? (or, From Langston Hughes' Inspired Pen)
A Dream Deferred
Langston Hughes
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?
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