#AmericanWriters
When a man starts out with nothing… When a man starts out with his han… Empty, but clean, When a man starts to build a world… He starts first with himself
You and your whole race. Look down upon the town in which y… And be ashamed. Look down upon white folks And upon yourselves
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 know I am The Negro Problem Being wined and dined, Answering the usual questions That come to white mind
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
Droning a drowsy syncopated tune, Rocking back and forth to a mellow… I heard a Negro play. Down on Lenox Avenue the other ni… By the pale dull pallor of an old…
The rent man knocked. He said, Howdy—do? I said, What Can I do for you? He said, You know
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,
What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore— And then run?
Democracy will not come Today, this year Nor ever Through compromise and fear. I have as much right
Remember The days of bondage— And remembering— Do not stand still. Go to the highest hill
The ivory gods, And the ebony gods, And the gods of diamond and jade, Sit silently on their temple shelv… While the people
I am God— Without one friend, Alone in my purity World without end. Below me young lovers
Have you dug the spill Of Sugar Hill? Cast your gims On this sepia thrill: Brown sugar lassie,
We passed their graves: The dead men there, Winners or losers, Did not care. In the dark