#Americans #Blacks
I am God— Without one friend, Alone in my purity World without end. Below me young lovers
In places like Selma, Alabama, Kids say, In places like Chicago and New York...
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,
I am your son, white man! Georgia dusk And the turpentine woods. One of the pillars of the temple f… You are my son!
To fling my arms wide In some place of the sun, To whirl and to dance Till the white day is done. Then rest at cool evening
I know I am The Negro Problem Being wined and dined, Answering the usual questions That come to white mind
I could take the Harlem night and wrap around you, Take the neon lights and make a cr… Take the Lenox Avenue busses, Taxis, subways,
I sat there singing her Songs in the dark. She said; 'I do not understand The words’.
Goin’ down the road, Lawd, Goin’ down the road. Down the road, Lawd, Way, way down the road. Got to find somebody
Down in the bass That steady beat Walking walking walking Like marching feet. Down in the bass
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 —
I look at the world From awakening eyes in a black fac… And this is what I see: This fenced—off narrow space Assigned to me.
Landlord, landlord, My roof has sprung a leak. Don’t you 'member I told you abou… Way last week? Landlord, landlord,
The night is beautiful, So the faces of my people. The stars are beautiful, So the eyes of my people. Beautiful, also, is the sun.
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…
