He Had A Dream

A thought for today, and yesterday, from Langston Hughes.

Dream Variation

To fling my arms wide
In some of the sun,
To whirl and to dance
Till till the white day is gone
Then rest at cool evening
Beneath a tall tree
While a night comed on gently;
Black like me;
That is my dream!

To fling my arms wide
In the face of the sun,
Dance ! whirl ! whirl !
Till the quick day is done.
Rest at pale evening......
A tall, slim tree.....
Night come tenderly
Black like me