#Americans #Blacks
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…
I went to the Gypsy’s. Gypsy settin’ all alone. I said, Tell me, Gypsy, When will my gal be home? Gypsy said, Silver,
We passed their graves: The dead men there, Winners or losers, Did not care. In the dark
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.…
My name is Johnson— Madam Alberta K. The Madam stands for business. I’m smart that way. I had a
You sicken me with lies, With truthful lies. And with your pious faces. And your wide, out—stretched, mock—welcome, Christian hands.
I worked for a woman, She wasn’t mean— But she had a twelve—room House to clean. Had to get breakfast,
Tell all my mourners To mourn in red — Cause there ain’t no sense In my bein’ dead.
I sat there singing her Songs in the dark. She said; 'I do not understand The words’.
To fling my arms wide In some place of the sun, To whirl and to dance Till the white day is done. Then rest at cool evening
I play it cool I dig all jive. That's the reason I stay alive. My motto
Democracy will not come Today, this year Nor ever Through compromise and fear. I have as much right
I know I am The Negro Problem Being wined and dined, Answering the usual questions That come to white mind
It’s such a Bore Being always Poor.
The ivory gods, And the ebony gods, And the gods of diamond and jade, Sit silently on their temple shelv… While the people