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 HughesPeace We passed their graves: The dead men there, Winners or losers, Did not care. In the dark They could not see Who had gained The victory.
Langston Hughes