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?

                             Langston Hughes