#AmericanWriters
I would liken you To a night without stars Were it not for your eyes. I would liken you To a sleep without dreams
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,
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!
Harlem Sent him home in a long box— Too dead To know why:
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
You sicken me with lies, With truthful lies. And with your pious faces. And your wide, out—stretched, mock—welcome, Christian hands.
I dream a world where man No other man will scorn, Where love will bless the earth And peace its paths adorn I dream a world where all
Goin’ down the road, Lawd, Goin’ down the road. Down the road, Lawd, Way, way down the road. Got to find somebody
Big Boy came Carrying a mermaid On his shoulders And the mermaid Had her tail
Clean the spittoons, boy. Detroit, Chicago, Atlantic City, Palm Beach.
It’s such a Bore Being always Poor.
By what sends the white kids I ain’t sent: I know I can’t be President.
I work all day, Said Simple John, Myself a house to buy. I work all day, Said Simple John,
I know I am The Negro Problem Being wined and dined, Answering the usual questions That come to white mind