Poem of the day…

Came across this beautiful poem and it spoke volumes to me so i thought i should share it.
It’s an everyday life… An eye opener…

‘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?

By Langston Hughes.