#AmericanWriters
I dream a world where man No other man will scorn, Where love will bless the earth And peace its paths adorn I dream a world where all
In the Quarter of the Negroes Where the doors are doors of paper Dust of dingy atoms Blows a scratchy sound. Amorphous jack—o’—Lanterns caper
I’ve known rivers: I’ve known rivers ancient as the w… flow of human blood in human veins My soul has grown deep like the ri… I bathed in the Euphrates when da…
Gather quickly Out of darkness All the songs you know And throw them at the sun Before they melt
I play it cool I dig all jive. That's the reason I stay alive. My motto
It’s such a Bore Being always Poor.
Big Boy came Carrying a mermaid On his shoulders And the mermaid Had her tail
Now dreams Are not available To the dreamers, Nor songs To the singers.
I look at the world From awakening eyes in a black fac… And this is what I see: This fenced—off narrow space Assigned to me.
We passed their graves: The dead men there, Winners or losers, Did not care. In the dark
It would be nice In any case, To someday meet you Face to face Walking down
I am your son, white man! Georgia dusk And the turpentine woods. One of the pillars of the temple f… You are my son!
Here I sit With my shoes mismated. Lawdy—mercy! I’s frustrated!
When I was home de Sunshine seemed like gold. When I was home de Sunshine seemed like gold. Since I come up North de
Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head w… Let the rain sing you a lullaby. The rain makes still pools on the… The rain makes running pools in th…
