#Americans #Blacks
Because my mouth Is wide with laughter And my throat Is deep with song, You do not think
been scared and battered. My hopes the wind done scattered. Snow has friz me, Sun has baked me, Looks like between 'em they done
Night funeral In Harlem: Where did they get Them two fine cars? Insurance man, he did not pay—
I woke up this mornin’ ’Bout half-past three. All the womens in town Was gathered round me. Sweet gals was a-moanin’,
I live on a park bench. You, Park Avenue. Hell of a distance Between us two. I beg a dime for dinner—
Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head w… Let the rain sing you a lullaby. The rain makes still pools on the… The rain makes running pools in th…
I went to the Gypsy’s. Gypsy settin’ all alone. I said, Tell me, Gypsy, When will my gal be home? Gypsy said, Silver,
Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly. Hold fast to dreams
You say I O.K.ed LONG DISTANCE? O.K.ed it when? My goodness, Central That was then!
The ivory gods, And the ebony gods, And the gods of diamond and jade, Sit silently on their temple shelv… While the people
I work all day, Said Simple John, Myself a house to buy. I work all day, Said Simple John,
I would liken you To a night without stars Were it not for your eyes. I would liken you To a sleep without dreams
The calm, Cool face of the river Asked me for a kiss.
Here I sit With my shoes mismated. Lawdy—mercy! I’s frustrated!
I take my dreams and make of them… and a round fountain with a beauti… And a song with a broken heart and… Do you understand my dreams? Sometimes you say you do,
