Democracy
Democracy will not come / Today, this year
Dreams
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Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.
More poems by Langston Hughes
Oppression
Now dreams / Are not available
Madam And Her Madam
I worked for a woman, / She wasn't mean--
As I Grew Older
It was a long time ago. / I have almost forgotten my dream.