Inclination

for school, modeled after Langston Hughes "Dream Deferred", which is one of my favorite poems

What happens to an inclination ignored?

 

Does it wither—?

Like a flower and die?

Or cower in surprise—

And then cry?

Does it slink like a haunting ghoul?

Or stink and crumble

Like burnt toast?

 

Maybe it merely disappears

Like a bubble burst.

 

Or does it cling: eternal thirst?