#Americans #Blacks
Landlord, landlord, My roof has sprung a leak. Don’t you 'member I told you abou… Way last week? Landlord, landlord,
Where is the Jim Crow section On this merry—go—round, Mister, cause I want to ride? Down South where I come from White and colored
Let’s go see Old Abe Sitting in the marble and the moon… Sitting lonely in the marble and t… Quiet for ten thousand centuries,… Quiet for a million, million years…
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,
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, too, sing America. I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen When company comes, But I laugh,
Now dreams Are not available To the dreamers, Nor songs To the singers.
He glides so swiftly Back into the grass— Gives me the courtesy of road To let me pass, That I am half ashamed
Go home and write a page tonight. And let that page come out of you— Then, it will be true. I wonder if it’s that simple?
How quiet It is in this sick room Where on the bed A silent woman lies between two lo… Life and Death,
Have you dug the spill Of Sugar Hill? Cast your gims On this sepia thrill: Brown sugar lassie,
The night is beautiful, So the faces of my people. The stars are beautiful, So the eyes of my people. Beautiful, also, is the sun.
How still, How strangely still The water is today, It is not good For water
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,
I am your son, white man! Georgia dusk And the turpentine woods. One of the pillars of the temple f… You are my son!
