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 know I am The Negro Problem Being wined and dined, Answering the usual questions That come to white mind

When Susanna Jones wears red her face is like an ancient cameo Turned brown by the ages. Come with a blast of trumphets, J… When Susanna Jones wears red

It was a long time ago. I have almost forgotten my dream. But it was there then, In front of me, Bright like a sun—

God in His infinite wisdom Did not make me very wise— So when my actions are stupid They hardly take God by surprise

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

been scared and battered. My hopes the wind done scattered. Snow has friz me, Sun has baked me, Looks like between 'em they done

How quiet It is in this sick room Where on the bed A silent woman lies between two lo… Life and Death,

You sicken me with lies, With truthful lies. And with your pious faces. And your wide, out—stretched, mock—welcome, Christian hands.

It would be nice In any case, To someday meet you Face to face Walking down

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