#Americans #Blacks
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Because my mouth Is wide with laughter And my throat Is deep with song, You do not think
Being walkers with the dawn and mo… Walkers with the sun and morning, We are not afraid of night, Nor days of gloom, Nor darkness—
When the old junk man Death Comes to gather up our bodies And toss them into the sack of obl… I wonder if he will find The corpse of a white multi—millio…
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
Democracy will not come Today, this year Nor ever Through compromise and fear. I have as much right
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 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!
The census man, The day he came round, Wanted my name To put it down. I said, Johnson,
Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head w… Let the rain sing you a lullaby. The rain makes still pools on the… The rain makes running pools in th…
My name is Johnson— Madam Alberta K. The Madam stands for business. I’m smart that way. I had a
The ivory gods, And the ebony gods, And the gods of diamond and jade, Sit silently on their temple shelv… While the people
Down in the bass That steady beat Walking walking walking Like marching feet. Down in the bass
By what sends the white kids I ain’t sent: I know I can’t be President.
I catch the pattern Of your silence Before you speak I do not need To hear a word.