Freedom 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.
Freedom
Is a strong seed
Planted
In a great need.
I live here, too.
I want my freedom
Just as you.
Our Dream of Freedom
Song Cycle by Gwyneth Walker (b. 1947)
Publisher: ECS Publishing (external link)1. Freedom Will Not Come Today  [sung text not yet checked]
Text Authorship:
- by Langston Hughes (1901 - 1967), "Freedom"
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Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly. Hold fast to dreams For when dreams go Life is a barren field Frozen with snow.
Text Authorship:
- by Langston Hughes (1901 - 1967), "Dreams", appears in The Dream Keeper and Other Poems, first published 1932
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Bring me all of your dreams, You dreamer, Bring me all your Heart melodies That I may wrap them In a blue cloud-cloth Away from the too-rough fingers Of the world.
Text Authorship:
- by Langston Hughes (1901 - 1967), "The Dream Keeper", appears in The Weary Blues, first published 1926
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]4. Dream of Freedom  [sung text not yet checked]
There is a dream in the land With its back against the wall By muddled names and strange Sometimes the dream is called. There are those who claim This dream for theirs alone-— A sin for which we know They must atone. Unless shared in common Like sunlight and like air, The dream will die for lack Of substance anywhere. The dream knows no frontier or tongue, The dream, no class or race. The dream cannot be kept secure In any one locked place. This dream today embattled, With its back against the wall — To save the dream for one It must be saved for ALL — Our dream of freedom!
Text Authorship:
- by Langston Hughes (1901 - 1967), "Dream of Freedom"
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Confirmed with Langston Hughes, The Collected Works of Langston Hughes, Volume 3, University of Missouri Press, 2001, p.250
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