#AmericanWriters
I take my dreams and make of them… and a round fountain with a beauti… And a song with a broken heart and… Do you understand my dreams? Sometimes you say you do,
Children, I come back today To tell you a story of the long da… That I had to climb, that I had t… In order that the race might live… Look at my face —dark as the night…
My name is Johnson— Madam Alberta K. The Madam stands for business. I’m smart that way. I had a
The census man, The day he came round, Wanted my name To put it down. I said, Johnson,
Tell all my mourners To mourn in red — Cause there ain’t no sense In my bein’ dead.
I went down to the river, I set down on the bank. I tried to think but couldn’t, So I jumped in and sank. I came up once and hollered!
I would liken you To a night without stars Were it not for your eyes. I would liken you To a sleep without dreams
You sicken me with lies, With truthful lies. And with your pious faces. And your wide, out—stretched, mock—welcome, Christian hands.
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
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
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 dream a world where man No other man will scorn, Where love will bless the earth And peace its paths adorn I dream a world where all
Down in the bass That steady beat Walking walking walking Like marching feet. Down in the bass
The rent man knocked. He said, Howdy—do? I said, What Can I do for you? He said, You know
Good morning, daddy! Ain’t you heard The boogie—woogie rumble Of a dream deferred? Listen closely: