#Americans #Blacks
I live on a park bench. You, Park Avenue. Hell of a distance Between us two. I beg a dime for dinner—
'Me an’ ma baby’s Got two mo’ ways, Two mo’ ways to do de Charleston!… Da, da, Da, da, da!
I worked for a woman, She wasn’t mean— But she had a twelve—room House to clean. Had to get breakfast,
Remember The days of bondage— And remembering— Do not stand still. Go to the highest hill
Droning a drowsy syncopated tune, Rocking back and forth to a mellow… I heard a Negro play. Down on Lenox Avenue the other ni… By the pale dull pallor of an old…
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—
Clean the spittoons, boy. Detroit, Chicago, Atlantic City, Palm Beach.
been scared and battered. My hopes the wind done scattered. Snow has friz me, Sun has baked me, Looks like between 'em they done
Night funeral In Harlem: Where did they get Them two fine cars? Insurance man, he did not pay—
Because my mouth Is wide with laughter And my throat Is deep with song, You do not think
That Justice is a blind goddess Is a thing to which we black are w… Her bandage hides two festering so… That once perhaps were eyes.
Landlord, landlord, My roof has sprung a leak. Don’t you 'member I told you abou… Way last week? Landlord, landlord,
Let America be America again. Let it be the dream it used to be. Let it be the pioneer on the plain Seeking a home where he himself is… (America never was America to me.…
I would liken you To a night without stars Were it not for your eyes. I would liken you To a sleep without dreams
