It was a long time ago. <br />I have almost forgotten my dream. <br />But it was there then, <br />In front of me, <br />Bright like a sun— <br />My dream. <br />And then the wall rose, <br />Rose slowly, <br />Slowly, <br />Between me and my dream. <br />Rose until it touched the sky— <br />The wall. <br />Shadow. <br />I am black. <br />I lie down in the shadow. <br />No longer the light of my dream before me, <br />Above me. <br />Only the thick wall. <br />Only the shadow. <br />My hands! <br />My dark hands! <br />Break through the wall! <br />Find my dream! <br />Help me to shatter this darkness, <br />To smash this night, <br />To break this shadow <br />Into a thousand lights of sun, <br />Into a thousand whirling dreams <br />Of sun!<br /><br />Langston Hughes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/as-i-grew-older/
