#AmericanWriters
You and your whole race. Look down upon the town in which y… And be ashamed. Look down upon white folks And upon yourselves
Night funeral In Harlem: Where did they get Them two fine cars? Insurance man, he did not pay—
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?
I know I am The Negro Problem Being wined and dined, Answering the usual questions That come to white mind
Remember The days of bondage— And remembering— Do not stand still. Go to the highest hill
Good morning, daddy! Ain’t you heard The boogie—woogie rumble Of a dream deferred? Listen closely:
I went to the Gypsy’s. Gypsy settin’ all alone. I said, Tell me, Gypsy, When will my gal be home? Gypsy said, Silver,
'Me an’ ma baby’s Got two mo’ ways, Two mo’ ways to do de Charleston!… Da, da, Da, da, da!
In an envelope marked: PERSONAL God addressed me a letter. In an envelope marked: PERSONAL
The gold moth did not love him So, gorgeous, she flew away. But the gray moth circled the flam… Until the break of day. And then, with wings like a dead d…
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
Where is the Jim Crow section On this merry—go—round, Mister, cause I want to ride? Down South where I come from White and colored
Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly. Hold fast to dreams
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
I would liken you To a night without stars Were it not for your eyes. I would liken you To a sleep without dreams