#AmericanWriters
Only dumb guys fight. If I wasn’t dumb I wouldn’t be fightin’. I could make six dollars a day On the docks
I catch the pattern Of your silence Before you speak I do not need To hear a word.
We passed their graves: The dead men there, Winners or losers, Did not care. In the dark
Goin’ down the road, Lawd, Goin’ down the road. Down the road, Lawd, Way, way down the road. Got to find somebody
How still, How strangely still The water is today, It is not good For water
I will take you heart. I will take your soul out of your… As though I were God. I will not be satisfied With the touch of your hand
Big Boy came Carrying a mermaid On his shoulders And the mermaid Had her tail
I look at the world From awakening eyes in a black fac… And this is what I see: This fenced—off narrow space Assigned to me.
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
She, In the dark, Found light Brighter than many ever see. She,
been scared and battered. My hopes the wind done scattered. Snow has friz me, Sun has baked me, Looks like between 'em they done
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…
You say I O.K.ed LONG DISTANCE? O.K.ed it when? My goodness, Central That was then!
By what sends the white kids I ain’t sent: I know I can’t be President.
Down in the bass That steady beat Walking walking walking Like marching feet. Down in the bass