#Americans #Blacks
I’ve known rivers: I’ve known rivers ancient as the w… flow of human blood in human veins My soul has grown deep like the ri… I bathed in the Euphrates when da…
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…
My name is Johnson— Madam Alberta K. The Madam stands for business. I’m smart that way. I had a
Night funeral In Harlem: Where did they get Them two fine cars? Insurance man, he did not pay—
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
Well, son, I’ll tell you: Life for me ain’t been no crystal… It’s had tacks in it, And splinters, And boards torn up,
Have you dug the spill Of Sugar Hill? Cast your gims On this sepia thrill: Brown sugar lassie,
Big Boy came Carrying a mermaid On his shoulders And the mermaid Had her tail
I play it cool I dig all jive. That's the reason I stay alive. My motto
Love Is a ripe plum Growing on a purple tree. Taste it once And the spell of its enchantment
I, too, sing America. I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen When company comes, But I laugh,
I live on a park bench. You, Park Avenue. Hell of a distance Between us two. I beg a dime for dinner—
It would be nice In any case, To someday meet you Face to face Walking down
He glides so swiftly Back into the grass— Gives me the courtesy of road To let me pass, That I am half ashamed
I worked for a woman, She wasn’t mean— But she had a twelve—room House to clean. Had to get breakfast,
