#AmericanWriters
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
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…
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
Remember The days of bondage— And remembering— Do not stand still. Go to the highest hill
She, In the dark, Found light Brighter than many ever see. She,
I would liken you To a night without stars Were it not for your eyes. I would liken you To a sleep without dreams
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…
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—
been scared and battered. My hopes the wind done scattered. Snow has friz me, Sun has baked me, Looks like between 'em they done
Tell all my mourners To mourn in red — Cause there ain’t no sense In my bein’ dead.
I, too, sing America. I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen When company comes, But I laugh,
In the Quarter of the Negroes Where the doors are doors of paper Dust of dingy atoms Blows a scratchy sound. Amorphous jack—o’—Lanterns caper
What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore— And then run?
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