#AmericanWriters
Here I sit With my shoes mismated. Lawdy—mercy! I’s frustrated!
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
Tell all my mourners To mourn in red — Cause there ain’t no sense In my bein’ dead.
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!
Landlord, landlord, My roof has sprung a leak. Don’t you 'member I told you abou… Way last week? Landlord, landlord,
Well, son, I’ll tell you: Life for me ain’t been no crystal… It’s had tacks in it, And splinters, And boards torn up,
Big Boy came Carrying a mermaid On his shoulders And the mermaid Had her tail
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
I’ve known rivers: I’ve known rivers ancient as the w… flow of human blood in human veins My soul has grown deep like the ri… I bathed in the Euphrates when da…
She, In the dark, Found light Brighter than many ever see. She,
I worked for a woman, She wasn’t mean— But she had a twelve—room House to clean. Had to get breakfast,
Democracy will not come Today, this year Nor ever Through compromise and fear. I have as much right
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…
From Christ to Ghandi Appears this truth— St. Francis of Assisi Proves it, too: Goodness becomes grandeur
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