#AmericanWriters
I’m all alone in this world, she s… Ain’t got nobody to share my bed, Ain’t got nobody to hold my hand— The truth of the matter’s I ain’t got no man.
I could take the Harlem night and wrap around you, Take the neon lights and make a cr… Take the Lenox Avenue busses, Taxis, subways,
Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head w… Let the rain sing you a lullaby. The rain makes still pools on the… The rain makes running pools in th…
Children, I come back today To tell you a story of the long da… That I had to climb, that I had t… In order that the race might live… Look at my face —dark as the night…
I got to leave this town. It’s a lonesome place. Got to leave this town cause It’s a lonesome place. A po’, po’ boy can’t
When the shoe strings break On both your shoes And you’re in a hurry— That’s the blues. When you go to buy a candy bar
I catch the pattern Of your silence Before you speak I do not need To hear a word.
The ivory gods, And the ebony gods, And the gods of diamond and jade, Sit silently on their temple shelv… While the people
Here I sit With my shoes mismated. Lawdy—mercy! I’s frustrated!
Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly. Hold fast to dreams
God in His infinite wisdom Did not make me very wise— So when my actions are stupid They hardly take God by surprise
Only dumb guys fight. If I wasn’t dumb I wouldn’t be fightin’. I could make six dollars a day On the docks
It was a long time ago. I have almost forgotten my dream. But it was there then, In front of me, Bright like a sun—
I play it cool I dig all jive. That's the reason I stay alive. My motto
I am your son, white man! Georgia dusk And the turpentine woods. One of the pillars of the temple f… You are my son!