
4 and 4 are 8.
But what would happen
If the last 4 was late?
And how would it be
If one 2 was me?
Or if the first 4 was you
Divided by 2? "
Now it took me a while to figure this poem out which is why I chose to select it. Its a poem of equality, saying you can call it what you want, but in the end everyone is a person, no matter race, religion or skin color, we are all people. Within making a great point of equality, Hughes made sort of a little riddle of the reader to figure out, and when it is unmasked his point of equality is made.
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