#AmericanWriters
I play it cool I dig all jive. That's the reason I stay alive. My motto
The ivory gods, And the ebony gods, And the gods of diamond and jade, Sit silently on their temple shelv… While the people
You and your whole race. Look down upon the town in which y… And be ashamed. Look down upon white folks And upon yourselves
Democracy will not come Today, this year Nor ever Through compromise and fear. I have as much right
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’ve known rivers: I’ve known rivers ancient as the w… My soul has grown deep like the ri… I bathed in the Euphrates when da… I built my hut near the Congo and…
2 and 2 are 4. 4 and 4 are 8. But what would happen If the last 4 was late? And how would it be
In an envelope marked: PERSONAL God addressed me a letter. In an envelope marked: PERSONAL
been scared and battered. My hopes the wind done scattered. Snow has friz me, Sun has baked me, Looks like between 'em they done
From Christ to Ghandi Appears this truth— St. Francis of Assisi Proves it, too: Goodness becomes grandeur
The rent man knocked. He said, Howdy—do? I said, What Can I do for you? He said, You know
How quiet It is in this sick room Where on the bed A silent woman lies between two lo… Life and Death,
Good morning, daddy! Ain’t you heard The boogie—woogie rumble Of a dream deferred? Listen closely:
The calm, Cool face of the river Asked me for a kiss.
My old man’s a white old man And my old mother’s black. If ever I cursed my white old man I take my curses back. If ever I cursed my black old mot…