When Dreams Are Deferred!

Dreams inspired and warm the heart. However, at times the dreams are deferred. I came across a poem entitled “Harlem” (A Dream Deferred) by Langston Hughes that touched my heart. 

The poem reads: 

“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?”

- Poem by Langston Hughes. 

Even is your dreams are delayed, do not lose heart or give up. The sun will rise one day. Let day break  not find you frozen, drunk and forgotten. 

Greatness is yours.