HARLEM
By LANGSTON HUGHES
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 sw…
Lovely piece of music and very well crafted
Cool! I have a song called Where Did That Dream Go?, just st…