Sunday, August 22, 2010

A Dreamed Deferred - L. 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?

Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.

Or does it explode?

I Know This Is A Music Blog But I Had To Post It. One Of my Favorite Poets Of All Times Langston Hughes . Mr. Hughes Is One Of The Reasons I Write. He Is A Hugh Inspiration. I Know I'm Not The Best Writer/Poet But Guess What? I Will Not Let My Dreamed Be Deferred....

~Love,Dummie~

Tell Me Your Dream Your Dream That You Refuse To Be Deferred

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