#AmericanWriters
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…
I play it cool I dig all jive. That's the reason I stay alive. My motto
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,
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…
He glides so swiftly Back into the grass— Gives me the courtesy of road To let me pass, That I am half ashamed
Oh, silver tree! Oh, shining rivers of the soul! In a Harlem cabaret Six long—headed jazzers play. A dancing girl whose eyes are bold
How quiet It is in this sick room Where on the bed A silent woman lies between two lo… Life and Death,
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 know I am The Negro Problem Being wined and dined, Answering the usual questions That come to white mind
I was so sick last night I Didn’t hardly know my mind. So sick last night I Didn’t know my mind. I drunk some bad licker that
I catch the pattern Of your silence Before you speak I do not need To hear a word.
'Me an’ ma baby’s Got two mo’ ways, Two mo’ ways to do de Charleston!… Da, da, Da, da, da!
I will take you heart. I will take your soul out of your… As though I were God. I will not be satisfied With the touch of your hand
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—