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!

by Langston Hughes

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Outburst of powerful feelings yet with obedience. One of my favorites
Well, this is a very good poem relating to a great moment. Congratulations
Try to recite it as if you actually were the little boy. It'll make it sound so much nicer. I also love the way the young man tries to see the comical aspect of the situation, for instance in the last lines, even though it is a serious subject. Moreover, I find Hughes manages to illustrate and depict the student's mind beautifully by mentioning the things he love: Well, I like to eat, sleep and be in love. I like to drink, eat and understand life I'm in love with that phrase: simple, yet so wonderfully put
Pluto binisha PLuto, you should quit, just quit, everything
I have always loved this poem ever since reading it in High School. :)
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