Poem of the Day

Chasing dreams
Chasing dreams

The Poem of the Day is:

Harlem By Langston Hughes (Also Called Dream Deferred)

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?

—Bronx Girl

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