#AmericanWriters
Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly. Hold fast to dreams
The rent man knocked. He said, Howdy—do? I said, What Can I do for you? He said, You know
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 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,
In places like Selma, Alabama, Kids say, In places like Chicago and New York...
Landlord, landlord, My roof has sprung a leak. Don’t you 'member I told you abou… Way last week? Landlord, landlord,
I sat there singing her Songs in the dark. She said; 'I do not understand The words’.
In an envelope marked: PERSONAL God addressed me a letter. In an envelope marked: PERSONAL
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…
To fling my arms wide In some place of the sun, To whirl and to dance Till the white day is done. Then rest at cool evening
When a man starts out with nothing… When a man starts out with his han… Empty, but clean, When a man starts to build a world… He starts first with himself
Go home and write a page tonight. And let that page come out of you— Then, it will be true. I wonder if it’s that simple?
He glides so swiftly Back into the grass— Gives me the courtesy of road To let me pass, That I am half ashamed
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…
Remember The days of bondage— And remembering— Do not stand still. Go to the highest hill
