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Democracy

by

Langston Hughes

 

 

    Democracy will not come

    Today, this year

    Nor ever

    Through compromise and fear.

 

    I have as much right

    As the other fellow has

    To stand

    On my two feet

    And own the land.

 

    I tire so of hearing people say,

    Let things take their course.

    Tomorrow is another day.

    I do not need my freedom when I'm dead.

    I cannot live on tomorrow's bread.

 

    Freedom

    Is a strong seed

    Planted

    In a great need.

      

    I live here, too.

    I want freedom

    Just as you.

 

 

 

 

                                                                               Thank you Teresa.

Democracy Poem

​© 2014 by Thomas Reid.

  All rights reserved.

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