#Americans #Blacks
Landlord, landlord, My roof has sprung a leak. Don’t you 'member I told you abou… Way last week? Landlord, landlord,
It would be nice In any case, To someday meet you Face to face Walking down
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…
You and your whole race. Look down upon the town in which y… And be ashamed. Look down upon white folks And upon yourselves
Listen! Dear dream of utter aliveness— Touching my body of utter death— Tell me, O quickly! dream of aliv… The flaming source of your bright…
You say I O.K.ed LONG DISTANCE? O.K.ed it when? My goodness, Central That was then!
How quiet It is in this sick room Where on the bed A silent woman lies between two lo… Life and Death,
Let America be America again. Let it be the dream it used to be. Let it be the pioneer on the plain Seeking a home where he himself is… (America never was America to me.…
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
In places like Selma, Alabama, Kids say, In places like Chicago and New York...
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 —
Here I sit With my shoes mismated. Lawdy—mercy! I’s frustrated!
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.
Go home and write a page tonight. And let that page come out of you— Then, it will be true. I wonder if it’s that simple?
