Thursday Verse: "Harlem [Dream Deffered]" - Langston Hughes

Harlem
[Dream Deffered]

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?


                       - Langston Hughes