#Americans #Blacks
Droning a drowsy syncopated tune, Rocking back and forth to a mellow… I heard a Negro play. Down on Lenox Avenue the other ni… By the pale dull pallor of an old…
My old mule, He’s gota grin on his face. He’s been a mule so long He’s forgotten about his race. I’m like that old mule —
been scared and battered. My hopes the wind done scattered. Snow has friz me, Sun has baked me, Looks like between 'em they done
Clean the spittoons, boy. Detroit, Chicago, Atlantic City, Palm Beach.
Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly. Hold fast to dreams
We passed their graves: The dead men there, Winners or losers, Did not care. In the dark
The ivory gods, And the ebony gods, And the gods of diamond and jade, Sit silently on their temple shelv… While the people
Down in the bass That steady beat Walking walking walking Like marching feet. Down in the bass
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…
Only dumb guys fight. If I wasn’t dumb I wouldn’t be fightin’. I could make six dollars a day On the docks
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
2 and 2 are 4. 4 and 4 are 8. But what would happen If the last 4 was late? And how would it be
'Me an’ ma baby’s Got two mo’ ways, Two mo’ ways to do de Charleston!… Da, da, Da, da, da!
In an envelope marked: PERSONAL God addressed me a letter. In an envelope marked: PERSONAL
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!
