As I Grew Older
It was a long time ago.
I have almost forgotten my dream.
But it was there then,In front of me,
Bright like a sun--
My dream.
And then the wall rose,
Rose slowly,
Slowly,Between me and my dream.
Rose until it touched the sky--
The wall.
Shadow.
I am black.
I lie down in the shadow.
No longer the light of my dream before me,
Above me.
Only the thick wall.
Only the shadow.
My hands!
My dark hands!
Break through the wall!
Find my dream!
Help me to shatter this darkness,
To smash this night,
To break this shadow
Into a thousand lights of sun,
Into a thousand whirling dreams
Of sun!
~Langston Hughes
I have almost forgotten my dream.
But it was there then,In front of me,
Bright like a sun--
My dream.
And then the wall rose,
Rose slowly,
Slowly,Between me and my dream.
Rose until it touched the sky--
The wall.
Shadow.
I am black.
I lie down in the shadow.
No longer the light of my dream before me,
Above me.
Only the thick wall.
Only the shadow.
My hands!
My dark hands!
Break through the wall!
Find my dream!
Help me to shatter this darkness,
To smash this night,
To break this shadow
Into a thousand lights of sun,
Into a thousand whirling dreams
Of sun!
~Langston Hughes
posted by Lava | 5:53 AM
4 Comments:
Hello this is so relatable to me. I feel as if this is the wall that i am trying to break down on my journey to find Devine inner Joy. Great work and be blessed.
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