#Americans #Blacks
When I was home de Sunshine seemed like gold. When I was home de Sunshine seemed like gold. Since I come up North de
Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly. Hold fast to dreams
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
I went down to the river, I set down on the bank. I tried to think but couldn’t, So I jumped in and sank. I came up once and hollered!
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
She, In the dark, Found light Brighter than many ever see. She,
I take my dreams and make of them… and a round fountain with a beauti… And a song with a broken heart and… Do you understand my dreams? Sometimes you say you do,
When Susanna Jones wears red her face is like an ancient cameo Turned brown by the ages. Come with a blast of trumphets, J… When Susanna Jones wears red
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 —
Harlem Sent him home in a long box— Too dead To know why:
Remember The days of bondage— And remembering— Do not stand still. Go to the highest hill
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 ...
The census man, The day he came round, Wanted my name To put it down. I said, Johnson,
I am God— Without one friend, Alone in my purity World without end. Below me young lovers
I work all day, Said Simple John, Myself a house to buy. I work all day, Said Simple John,
