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I was so sick last night I Didn’t hardly know my mind. So sick last night I Didn’t know my mind. I drunk some bad licker that
I sat there singing her Songs in the dark. She said; 'I do not understand The words’.
I know I am The Negro Problem Being wined and dined, Answering the usual questions That come to white mind
When I was home de Sunshine seemed like gold. When I was home de Sunshine seemed like gold. Since I come up North de
I will take you heart. I will take your soul out of your… As though I were God. I will not be satisfied With the touch of your hand
It was a long time ago. I have almost forgotten my dream. But it was there then, In front of me, Bright like a sun—
Tell all my mourners To mourn in red — Cause there ain’t no sense In my bein’ dead.
My name is Johnson— Madam Alberta K. The Madam stands for business. I’m smart that way. I had a
Harlem Sent him home in a long box— Too dead To know why:
Fine living . . . a la carte? Come to the Waldorf—Astoria! LISTEN HUNGRY ONES! Look! See what Vanity Fair says… new Waldorf—Astoria:
Remember The days of bondage— And remembering— Do not stand still. Go to the highest hill
From Christ to Ghandi Appears this truth— St. Francis of Assisi Proves it, too: Goodness becomes grandeur
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 would liken you To a night without stars Were it not for your eyes. I would liken you To a sleep without dreams
The ivory gods, And the ebony gods, And the gods of diamond and jade, Sit silently on their temple shelv… While the people