Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
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It was a long time ago.
I have almost forgotten my dream.
But it was there then,
In front of me,
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Well, son, I'll tell you:
Life for me ain't been no crystal stair.
It's had tacks in it,
And splinters,
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Let the rain kiss you
Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops
Let the rain sing you a lullaby
The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk
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What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
Like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore--
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I, too, sing America.
I am the darker brother.
They send me to eat in the kitchen
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Democracy will not come
Today, this year
Nor ever
Through compromise and fear.
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My old man's a white old man
And my old mother's black.
If ever I cursed my white old man
I take my curses back.
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The calm,
Cool face of the river
Asked me for a kiss.
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By what sends
the white kids
I ain't sent:
I know I can't
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