nothing lights a fire like dreams deferred: Ferguson on my mind

"Dream Variations" by Langston Hughes (1902 - 1967)
To fling my arms wide
In some place of the sun,
To whirl and to dance
Till the white day is done.
Then rest at cool evening
Beneath a tall tree
While night comes on gently,
Dark like me—
That is my dream!

To fling my arms wide
In the face of the sun,
Dance! Whirl! Whirl!
Till the quick day is done.
Rest at pale evening . . .
A tall, slim tree . . .
Night coming tenderly
Black like me.

Sweet Honey and the Rock sings this as a song.  I can't copy the link to their youtube videos. You can also find free mp3 downloads of them singing this.