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You talk like they don’t kick dreams around downtown.
I asked you, baby, If you understood- You told me that you didn't, But you thought you would.
I am the poor white, fooled and pushed apart, I am the Negro bearing slavery's scars. I am the red man driven from the land, I am the immigrant clutching the hope I seek — And finding only the same old stupid plan Of dog eat dog, of mighty crush the weak.
What happens to a dream deferred? / Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun?
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It’s not easy to know what is true for you or me at twenty-two, my age. But I guess I’m what I feel and see and hear, Harlem, I hear you.
If I were marooned on a desert island...I would miss...Jackie Ormes's cute drawings
The night is beautiful, So are the faces of my people.
O, yes, I say it plain, America never was America to me, And yet I swear this oath — America will be!
Let America be America again. Let it be the dream it used to be.
The calm, Cool face of the river, Asked me for a kiss
Sometimes a crumb falls From the tables of joy, Sometimes a bone Is flung.
To some people Love is given, To others Only heaven.
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?
Folks, I'm telling you, birthing is hard and dying is mean- so get yourself a little loving in between.
I've known rivers: Ancient, dusky rivers. My soul has grown deep like the rivers.
Dream within a dream, Our dream deferred. Good morning, daddy! Ain’t you heard?