#AmericanWriters
I work all day, Said Simple John, Myself a house to buy. I work all day, Said Simple John,
When you turn the corner And you run into yourself Then you know that you have turned All the corners that are left
Now dreams Are not available To the dreamers, Nor songs To the singers.
I, too, sing America. I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen When company comes, But I laugh,
You say I O.K.ed LONG DISTANCE? O.K.ed it when? My goodness, Central That was then!
Remember The days of bondage— And remembering— Do not stand still. Go to the highest hill
When I was home de Sunshine seemed like gold. When I was home de Sunshine seemed like gold. Since I come up North de
Goin’ down the road, Lawd, Goin’ down the road. Down the road, Lawd, Way, way down the road. Got to find somebody
Clean the spittoons, boy. Detroit, Chicago, Atlantic City, Palm Beach.
When the old junk man Death Comes to gather up our bodies And toss them into the sack of obl… I wonder if he will find The corpse of a white multi—millio…
How still, How strangely still The water is today, It is not good For water
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…
Only dumb guys fight. If I wasn’t dumb I wouldn’t be fightin’. I could make six dollars a day On the docks
When Susanna Jones wears red her face is like an ancient cameo Turned brown by the ages. Come with a blast of trumphets, J… When Susanna Jones wears red
You sicken me with lies, With truthful lies. And with your pious faces. And your wide, out—stretched, mock—welcome, Christian hands.