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been scared and battered. My hopes the wind done scattered. Snow has friz me, Sun has baked me, Looks like between 'em they done
In places like Selma, Alabama, Kids say, In places like Chicago and New York...
And that is what poetry may do, wrap up your dreams, protect and preserve and hold them until maybe they come true. Columbus dreamed of finding a new world, he found it. Edison dreamed ...
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…
Remember The days of bondage— And remembering— Do not stand still. Go to the highest hill
Landlord, landlord, My roof has sprung a leak. Don’t you 'member I told you abou… Way last week? Landlord, landlord,
The gold moth did not love him So, gorgeous, she flew away. But the gray moth circled the flam… Until the break of day. And then, with wings like a dead d…
Here I sit With my shoes mismated. Lawdy—mercy! I’s frustrated!
I went to the Gypsy’s. Gypsy settin’ all alone. I said, Tell me, Gypsy, When will my gal be home? Gypsy said, Silver,
To fling my arms wide In some place of the sun, To whirl and to dance Till the white day is done. Then rest at cool evening
Go home and write a page tonight. And let that page come out of you— Then, it will be true. I wonder if it’s that simple?
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
Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly. Hold fast to dreams
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.
I worked for a woman, She wasn’t mean— But she had a twelve—room House to clean. Had to get breakfast,