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You and your whole race. Look down upon the town in which y… And be ashamed. Look down upon white folks And upon yourselves
Because my mouth Is wide with laughter And my throat Is deep with song, You do not think
I’m all alone in this world, she s… Ain’t got nobody to share my bed, Ain’t got nobody to hold my hand— The truth of the matter’s I ain’t got no man.
Listen! Dear dream of utter aliveness— Touching my body of utter death— Tell me, O quickly! dream of aliv… The flaming source of your bright…
The gold moth did not love him So, gorgeous, she flew away. But the gray moth circled the flam… Until the break of day. And then, with wings like a dead d…
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…
My name is Johnson— Madam Alberta K. The Madam stands for business. I’m smart that way. I had a
When the shoe strings break On both your shoes And you’re in a hurry— That’s the blues. When you go to buy a candy bar
Democracy will not come Today, this year Nor ever Through compromise and fear. I have as much right
'Me an’ ma baby’s Got two mo’ ways, Two mo’ ways to do de Charleston!… Da, da, Da, da, da!
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…
We passed their graves: The dead men there, Winners or losers, Did not care. In the dark
Now dreams Are not available To the dreamers, Nor songs To the singers.
In an envelope marked: PERSONAL God addressed me a letter. In an envelope marked: PERSONAL
I am God— Without one friend, Alone in my purity World without end. Below me young lovers
