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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 ...
It would be nice In any case, To someday meet you Face to face Walking down
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
How still, How strangely still The water is today, It is not good For water
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
Landlord, landlord, My roof has sprung a leak. Don’t you 'member I told you abou… Way last week? Landlord, landlord,
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!
In an envelope marked: PERSONAL God addressed me a letter. In an envelope marked: PERSONAL
Good morning, daddy! Ain’t you heard The boogie—woogie rumble Of a dream deferred? Listen closely:
When I was home de Sunshine seemed like gold. When I was home de Sunshine seemed like gold. Since I come up North de
I went to the Gypsy’s. Gypsy settin’ all alone. I said, Tell me, Gypsy, When will my gal be home? Gypsy said, Silver,
Now dreams Are not available To the dreamers, Nor songs To the singers.
I worked for a woman, She wasn’t mean— But she had a twelve—room House to clean. Had to get breakfast,
How quiet It is in this sick room Where on the bed A silent woman lies between two lo… Life and Death,