#AmericanWriters
God in His infinite wisdom Did not make me very wise— So when my actions are stupid They hardly take God by surprise
When a man starts out with nothing… When a man starts out with his han… Empty, but clean, When a man starts to build a world… He starts first with himself
I sat there singing her Songs in the dark. She said; 'I do not understand The words’.
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
In places like Selma, Alabama, Kids say, In places like Chicago and New York...
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.
Let’s go see Old Abe Sitting in the marble and the moon… Sitting lonely in the marble and t… Quiet for ten thousand centuries,… Quiet for a million, million years…
The census man, The day he came round, Wanted my name To put it down. I said, Johnson,
When I get to be a composer I’m gonna write me some music abou… Daybreak in Alabama And I’m gonna put the purtiest so… Rising out of the ground like a sw…
I am God— Without one friend, Alone in my purity World without end. Below me young lovers
Because my mouth Is wide with laughter And my throat Is deep with song, You do not think
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…
By what sends the white kids I ain’t sent: I know I can’t be President.
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,
We passed their graves: The dead men there, Winners or losers, Did not care. In the dark