A Raisin in the Sun

So, I was on twitter the other day and one of the people that I am following is the singer/actor/comic book writer, Tyrese, and he had twitpic'd a particular interesting picture. I thought it was very ironic because lately I've been thinking about how I haven't REALLY been using my talents to their fullest ability's. And then I remembered the poem "A Raisin in the Sun" by Langston Hughes and play by Lorraine Hansberry.
No matter what your circumstance may be never NEVER give up. Never let your talents go to waste. And I know that I'm siting "preaching" when I should take my own advice, but that's something that I am/I've been working on. There are plenty of people out there would kill to be able to sing, or dance or simply just being able to speak to/with others with authority. To be able to cheer some one up in my eyes is a talent. Saying the right thing at the same time. I know that I'm probably rambling on and on but I hate to see something beautiful and precious go to waste.
Many people may think that they have no talent or any thing to offer to world, but everyone and I mean EVERYONE in this world has a purpose!! Even if you think you don't!
So don't let your talents, your dreams and/or your aspirations fester like a sore..

DREAM BIG!!!




Dream Deferred
What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
Like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore--
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over--
like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?

Langston Hughes