Posted on 19-07-2008
Filed Under (Poetry) by Q.

A Dream Deferred

What happens to a dream deferred?

Does it dry up

Like a raising 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 sages

Like a heavy load.

Or does it explode?

Dreams

Hold fast to dreams

For if dreams die

Life is a broken-winged bird

That cannot fly.

Hold fast to dreams

For when dreams go

Life is a barren field Frozen with snow.

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