Author Langston Hughes Wandering in the dusk,SometimesYou get lost in the dusk—And sometimes not.Beating your fistsAgainst the wall,You break your bonesAgainst the wall—But sometimes not.Walls have been knownTo fall,Dusk turn to dawn,And chains be gone! Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 4.2 (5 votes) Rate Log in or register to post comments