BY LANGSTON HUGHES
To fling my arms wide
In some place of the sun,
To whirl and to dance
Till the white day is done.
Then rest at cool evening
Beneath a tall tree
While night comes on gently,
Dark like me-
That is my dream!
To fling my arms wide
In the face of the sun,
Dance! Whirl! Whirl!
Till the quick day is done.
Rest at pale evening...
A tall, slim tree...
Night coming tenderly
Black like me.
Tremoody14
Misunderstood, Misunderstood, I'm often times Misunderstood.
I'm very smart and successful but I'm still Misunderstood.
If I could change the world overnight, I'd do it if I Could.
Patience is key, but even that can be Misunderstood.
Like a picture not painted, I'm not yet Understood.
I'm somewhat like an allusion that appears to be so good
My piers think I'm conceited, but to me..
I'm just really Misunderstood.
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