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= James Mercer **Langston Hughes** (February 1, 1902 – May 22, 1967) was an American poet, novelist, playwright, and columnist. = ________________________________________________________________________________________________ =  = Poetry has always been close to me. Inspiration has came to me from past poets, such as Langston Hughes. A poem that I really enjoy by Langston Hughes is entitled //As I Grew Older//. The reason I enjoy this poem is because it sends a very powerful message that almost everyone can relate to. The message I received from the piece, was that as you grow older, the world is going to start to make more sense, and you will find your own pathway. Below I have listed the poem by Langston Hughes, I hope you enjoy!!!

Langston Hughes: As I Grew Older

It was a long time ago. I have almost forgotten my dream. But it was there then, In front of me, Bright like a sun– My dream. And then the wall rose, Rose slowly, Slowly, Between me and my dream. Rose until it touched the sky– The wall. Shadow. I am black. I lie down in the shadow. No longer the light of my dream before me, Above me. Only the thick wall. Only the shadow. My hands! My dark hands! Break through the wall! Find my dream! Help me to shatter this darkness, To smash this night, To break this shadow Into a thousand lights of sun, Into a thousand whirling dreams Of sun!
 * Langston Hughes**