#AmericanWriters
He glides so swiftly Back into the grass— Gives me the courtesy of road To let me pass, That I am half ashamed
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
Now dreams Are not available To the dreamers, Nor songs To the singers.
Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly. Hold fast to dreams
been scared and battered. My hopes the wind done scattered. Snow has friz me, Sun has baked me, Looks like between 'em they done
I went down to the river, I set down on the bank. I tried to think but couldn’t, So I jumped in and sank. I came up once and hollered!
Only dumb guys fight. If I wasn’t dumb I wouldn’t be fightin’. I could make six dollars a day On the docks
You say I O.K.ed LONG DISTANCE? O.K.ed it when? My goodness, Central That was then!
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.
Clean the spittoons, boy. Detroit, Chicago, Atlantic City, Palm Beach.
What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore— And then run?
The calm, Cool face of the river Asked me for a kiss.
Democracy will not come Today, this year Nor ever Through compromise and fear. I have as much right
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…
I know I am The Negro Problem Being wined and dined, Answering the usual questions That come to white mind