Jul 25, 2010
A Dream Deferred
By Timothy R. Butler | Posted at 23:54:50
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 had just the right touch with words to make his famous poem graphic without being over the top. And, of course, he asks a mighty powerful question.
A dream deferred withers like a rose bush, waiting seemingly forever until you water it again.
I like it, Ed.