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Langston Hughes

Langston Hughes

To Certain

You sicken me with lies,
With truthful lies.
And with your pious faces.
And your wide, out—stretched,
mock—welcome, Christian hands.
While underneath
Is dirt and ugliness,
And rotting hearts,
And wild hyenas howling
In you soul’s wasteland.

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