A Dream Deffered

December 11, 2008
By Josh Yonkin, Wichita, KS

Modeled after the poem by Langston Hughes

Oxford Pennsylvania
What happens to a dream deferred?

Does it snow
Like the world is ending?
Or burn like the sun is falling-
And then rise dissapper the next second?
Does it stink like roasting manure?
Or wind
Like the body of a snake?
Maybe it’s just quite
Like the dead of night
Or does it come alive?

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