I don’t know if my thoughts about my discourse is a good idea, and I would like for my fellow peer’s to give me their thoughts. I have decided to do my discourse on Motherhood, I am not sure if I will narrow it down to Single motherhood, but motherhood non the less, I want to center my discourse on Langston Hughes poem “A Dream Deferred” for those who have never read the poem here it is, after reading it you will see where I want to go with my discourse. Please comment.
What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
Like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugur over—
Like syrup sweet?
Maybe it just sags
Like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?
