When a man starts out with his hands
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Started Empty, but clean,
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When a man starts to build a world,
He starts first with himself
And the faith that is in his heart-
The strength there,
The will there to build.
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First in the heart is the dream-
Then the mind starts seeking a way.
His eyes look out on the world,
On the great wooded world,
On the rich soil of the world,
On the rivers of the world.
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The eyes see there materials for building,
See the difficulties, too, and the obstacles.
The mind seeks a way to overcome these obstacles.
The hand seeks tools to cut the wood,
To till the soil, and harness the power of the waters.
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Then the hand seeks other hands to help,
A community of hands to help-
Thus the dream becomes not one man’s dream alone,
But a community dream.
Not my dream alone, but our dream.
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Not my world alone,
But your world and my world,
Belonging to all the hands who build.....
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~~By Langston Hughes (1902 - 1967) ~~
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~http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/freedom-s-plow/