#Americans #Blacks
When you turn the corner And you run into yourself Then you know that you have turned All the corners that are left
She, In the dark, Found light Brighter than many ever see. She,
When I get to be a composer I’m gonna write me some music abou… Daybreak in Alabama And I’m gonna put the purtiest so… Rising out of the ground like a sw…
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…
The calm, Cool face of the river Asked me for a kiss.
I live on a park bench. You, Park Avenue. Hell of a distance Between us two. I beg a dime for dinner—
Fine living . . . a la carte? Come to the Waldorf—Astoria! LISTEN HUNGRY ONES! Look! See what Vanity Fair says… new Waldorf—Astoria:
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…
I woke up this mornin’ ’Bout half-past three. All the womens in town Was gathered round me. Sweet gals was a-moanin’,
Where is the Jim Crow section On this merry—go—round, Mister, cause I want to ride? Down South where I come from White and colored
Here I sit With my shoes mismated. Lawdy—mercy! I’s frustrated!
Tell all my mourners To mourn in red — Cause there ain’t no sense In my bein’ dead.
My old man’s a white old man And my old mother’s black. If ever I cursed my white old man I take my curses back. If ever I cursed my black old mot…
The rent man knocked. He said, Howdy—do? I said, What Can I do for you? He said, You know
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…
