Good morning, daddy!
Ain't you heard
The boogie-woogie rumble
Of a dream deferred?
Listen closely:
You'll hear their feet
Beating out and beating out a -
You think
It's a happy beat?
Listen to it closely:
Ain't you heard
something underneath
like a -
What did I say?
Sure,
I'm happy!
Take it away!
Hey, pop!
Re-bop!
Mop!
Y-e-a-h!
Re-bop! Mop! With sprinkles on top. Boogie all day till the blues go away. Jump out the window and onto the lawn. Shout at the moon till the doldrums are gone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Quite trendy and musical, typical of African-american poetry.