#Americans #Blacks
He glides so swiftly Back into the grass— Gives me the courtesy of road To let me pass, That I am half ashamed
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…
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—
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 —
When I was home de Sunshine seemed like gold. When I was home de Sunshine seemed like gold. Since I come up North de
The night is beautiful, So the faces of my people. The stars are beautiful, So the eyes of my people. Beautiful, also, is the sun.
In an envelope marked: PERSONAL God addressed me a letter. In an envelope marked: PERSONAL
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 live on a park bench. You, Park Avenue. Hell of a distance Between us two. I beg a dime for dinner—
I got to leave this town. It’s a lonesome place. Got to leave this town cause It’s a lonesome place. A po’, po’ boy can’t
It’s such a Bore Being always Poor.
Big Boy came Carrying a mermaid On his shoulders And the mermaid Had her tail
What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore— And then run?
Down in the bass That steady beat Walking walking walking Like marching feet. Down in the bass
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!
