#AmericanWriters
I, too, sing America. I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen When company comes, But I laugh,
Because my mouth Is wide with laughter And my throat Is deep with song, You do not think
I catch the pattern Of your silence Before you speak I do not need To hear a word.
The rent man knocked. He said, Howdy—do? I said, What Can I do for you? He said, You know
When the old junk man Death Comes to gather up our bodies And toss them into the sack of obl… I wonder if he will find The corpse of a white multi—millio…
In places like Selma, Alabama, Kids say, In places like Chicago and New York...
I was so sick last night I Didn’t hardly know my mind. So sick last night I Didn’t know my mind. I drunk some bad licker that
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…
2 and 2 are 4. 4 and 4 are 8. But what would happen If the last 4 was late? And how would it be
The ivory gods, And the ebony gods, And the gods of diamond and jade, Sit silently on their temple shelv… While the people
My old mule, He’s gota grin on his face. He’s been a mule so long He’s forgotten about his race. I’m like that old mule —
Clean the spittoons, boy. Detroit, Chicago, Atlantic City, Palm Beach.
Democracy will not come Today, this year Nor ever Through compromise and fear. I have as much right
How still, How strangely still The water is today, It is not good For water
When a man starts out with nothing… When a man starts out with his han… Empty, but clean, When a man starts to build a world… He starts first with himself
