The following poem named “Harlem”, was written by Langston Hughes, a black poet - as an artistic cry of protest against racial injustice in US. In many ways, it applies to Muslims in the Western countries, including Canada:
What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore—
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over—
like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?