#Americans #Blacks
I would liken you To a night without stars Were it not for your eyes. I would liken you To a sleep without dreams
I am God— Without one friend, Alone in my purity World without end. Below me young lovers
What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore— And then run?
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…
When I was home de Sunshine seemed like gold. When I was home de Sunshine seemed like gold. Since I come up North de
And that is what poetry may do, wrap up your dreams, protect and preserve and hold them until maybe they come true. Columbus dreamed of finding a new world, he found it. Edison dreamed ...
You and your whole race. Look down upon the town in which y… And be ashamed. Look down upon white folks And upon yourselves
How still, How strangely still The water is today, It is not good For water
I play it cool I dig all jive. That's the reason I stay alive. My motto
My old man’s a white old man And my old mother’s black. If ever I cursed my white old man I take my curses back. If ever I cursed my black old mot…
I will take you heart. I will take your soul out of your… As though I were God. I will not be satisfied With the touch of your hand
I got to leave this town. It’s a lonesome place. Got to leave this town cause It’s a lonesome place. A po’, po’ boy can’t
Clean the spittoons, boy. Detroit, Chicago, Atlantic City, Palm Beach.
God in His infinite wisdom Did not make me very wise— So when my actions are stupid They hardly take God by surprise
Children, I come back today To tell you a story of the long da… That I had to climb, that I had t… In order that the race might live… Look at my face —dark as the night…
