In shadows deep, where voices rise,
A dreamer stands with hopeful eyes,
Langston sings of dreams deferred,
In rhythms strong, his truth is heard.

A world where race no longer binds,
Where harmony in hearts he finds,
Through words of strength, through verses bold,
His vision of a world retold.

In Harlem’s streets, his spirit soars,
A beacon bright on distant shores,
With every line, with every rhyme,
He bridges gaps across all time.

The dreamer dreams, the poet speaks,
For justice true, for peace he seeks,
In every stanza, hope’s embrace,
Langston Hughes, the voice of race.