Impasse I could tell you If I wanted to, What makes me What I am. But I don't Really want to – And you don't Give a damn. - Langston Hughes

"How still,
How strangely still
The water is today,
It is not good
For water
To be so still that way.

~ "Sea Calm

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?

O, let my land be a land where Liberty Is crowned with no false patriotic wreath, But opportunity is real, and life is free, Equality is in the air we breathe.