America never was America to meAnd yet I swear this oath-America will be!

I will not take "but" for an answer

I will not take 'but' for an answer.

My soul has grown deep like the rivers.

Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.

What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up Like a raisin in the sun? Or does it explode?