Lest we forget...
Always Remember Our Past and Our Ancesters.
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For tomorrow belongs to the people who prepare for it today.
-African proverb-
HARLEM
By Langston Hughes
What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
Like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore--
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over--
like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it says
Like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?
I, Too
By Langston Hughes
I, too sing America.
I am the darker brother.
They send me to eat in the kitchen
When company comes,
But I laugh,
And eat well,
And grow strong.
Tomorrow,
I'll be at the table
When company comes
Nobody's dare say to me,
"Eat in the kitchen,"
Then.
Besides,
They'll see how beautiful I am
And be ashamed--
I, too, am America.
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