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?
The poem that i read is trying to figure out what something is. It ask so many is questions so i think that it's trying to figure out something.I guess it just was just describing something they want to see. So they try to describe it. I guess that at the end they probably thought that something was exploding.Someone must have been trying to figure out what there dream is. I guess this person was trying really hard to figure it out that they came up with the whole explode thing.
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Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Poem
Posted by Denise at 2:40 PM 0 comments
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