#Americans #Blacks
It would be nice In any case, To someday meet you Face to face Walking down
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 —
God in His infinite wisdom Did not make me very wise— So when my actions are stupid They hardly take God by surprise
Listen! Dear dream of utter aliveness— Touching my body of utter death— Tell me, O quickly! dream of aliv… The flaming source of your bright…
Because my mouth Is wide with laughter And my throat Is deep with song, You do not think
I am God— Without one friend, Alone in my purity World without end. Below me young lovers
When you turn the corner And you run into yourself Then you know that you have turned All the corners that are left
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—
By what sends the white kids I ain’t sent: I know I can’t be President.
Night funeral In Harlem: Where did they get Them two fine cars? Insurance man, he did not pay—
'Me an’ ma baby’s Got two mo’ ways, Two mo’ ways to do de Charleston!… Da, da, Da, da, da!
Only dumb guys fight. If I wasn’t dumb I wouldn’t be fightin’. I could make six dollars a day On the docks
I will take you heart. I will take your soul out of your… As though I were God. I will not be satisfied With the touch of your hand
You and your whole race. Look down upon the town in which y… And be ashamed. Look down upon white folks And upon yourselves
Clean the spittoons, boy. Detroit, Chicago, Atlantic City, Palm Beach.