#Americans #Blacks
I know I am The Negro Problem Being wined and dined, Answering the usual questions That come to white mind
Night funeral In Harlem: Where did they get Them two fine cars? Insurance man, he did not pay—
Have you dug the spill Of Sugar Hill? Cast your gims On this sepia thrill: Brown sugar lassie,
I catch the pattern Of your silence Before you speak I do not need To hear a word.
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
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…
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…
Only dumb guys fight. If I wasn’t dumb I wouldn’t be fightin’. I could make six dollars a day On the docks
And that is what poetry may do, wrap up your dreams, protect and preserve and hold them until maybe they come true. Columbus dreamed of finding a new world, he found it. Edison dreamed ...
Goin’ down the road, Lawd, Goin’ down the road. Down the road, Lawd, Way, way down the road. Got to find somebody
I could take the Harlem night and wrap around you, Take the neon lights and make a cr… Take the Lenox Avenue busses, Taxis, subways,
I play it cool I dig all jive. That's the reason I stay alive. My motto
You and your whole race. Look down upon the town in which y… And be ashamed. Look down upon white folks And upon yourselves
I work all day, Said Simple John, Myself a house to buy. I work all day, Said Simple John,
It’s such a Bore Being always Poor.
