Wednesday, November 9, 2011

As I Grew Older by Langston Hughes

As I Grew Older

By: Langston Hughes

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,


Between me and my dream.

Rose until it touched the sky--

The wall.


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!

As people grow older, they lose their imagination and that sense of innocence they had during their childhood. People become so engulfed with their careers, making money, etc. that they forget to be themselves and do something that they enjoy, and a part of them gets lost. Whenever I read this poem, I'm always brought back down to Earth and remember that life shouldn't always be so serious :)

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