#AmericanWriters
You and your whole race. Look down upon the town in which y… And be ashamed. Look down upon white folks And upon yourselves
Goin’ down the road, Lawd, Goin’ down the road. Down the road, Lawd, Way, way down the road. Got to find somebody
Landlord, landlord, My roof has sprung a leak. Don’t you 'member I told you abou… Way last week? Landlord, landlord,
I am your son, white man! Georgia dusk And the turpentine woods. One of the pillars of the temple f… You are my son!
In the Quarter of the Negroes Where the doors are doors of paper Dust of dingy atoms Blows a scratchy sound. Amorphous jack—o’—Lanterns caper
I would liken you To a night without stars Were it not for your eyes. I would liken you To a sleep without dreams
We passed their graves: The dead men there, Winners or losers, Did not care. In the dark
Remember The days of bondage— And remembering— Do not stand still. Go to the highest hill
Gather quickly Out of darkness All the songs you know And throw them at the sun Before they melt
You say I O.K.ed LONG DISTANCE? O.K.ed it when? My goodness, Central That was then!
Being walkers with the dawn and mo… Walkers with the sun and morning, We are not afraid of night, Nor days of gloom, Nor darkness—
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…
Now dreams Are not available To the dreamers, Nor songs To the singers.
I play it cool I dig all jive. That's the reason I stay alive. My motto
I could take the Harlem night and wrap around you, Take the neon lights and make a cr… Take the Lenox Avenue busses, Taxis, subways,