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?
Happy birthday to Langston Hughes, one of the giants of the Harlem Renaissance.
Langston Hughes - Dream Montage: Tell Me Good Morning/Harlem/Same In Blues/Comment On Curb : Our Souls Have Grown Deep Like The River (Disc 1)
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