Poem – Democracy – 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. 

Is a strong seed 


In a great need. 
I live here, too. 

I want freedom 

Just as you.