Dream Deferred, Parodied

*with due apologies to the late, great Langston Hughes* What happens to a dream deferred? Me? Defer a dream? Nah, I ain't that mighty a fool! Does it dry up Like a raisin in the sun? Raisins! Mmm, I love me some raisins... on oatmeal, on cookies, the works! Or fester like a sore? Yikes! the imagery on human skin! And then run? If dreams run, I got legs I'd give chase! Does it stink like rotten meat? If so I'd toss it while holding my nose! Or crust and sugar over-- like a syrupy sweet? Oh, I sure hope it does coz I'm a sweet tooth, baby! Maybe it just sags like a heavy load. Hey, there's a Camel for that! Or does it explode? Whoa! An exploding dream? I'd stay 500 paces away from this one! Parody Of A Famous Poem Poetry Contest Sponsored by L MILTON HANKINS Date written: 12/22/2020