Democracy will not come
Today, this year
Nor ever
Through compromise and fear.

I have as much right
As the other fellow has
To stand
On my two feet
And own the land.

I tire so of hearing people say,
Let things take their course.
Tomorrow is another day.
I do not need my freedom when I'm dead.
I cannot live on tomorrow's bread.

Is a strong seed
In a great need.

I live here, too.
I want freedom
Just as you.

by Langston Hughes

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I love Garrett Brant even though I'm in 8th grade and he is a senior
when was this plushibed
This poem is larger than the sky, talks in the freedom of clouds. This poem tells about a million dreams, more clearly than a man can ever think.
awesome! i l love it
I do not need my freedom when I am dead. I can not live on tomorrow's bread. Great reality put forth with equally great conviction. Thanks for sharing it here.
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