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Langston Hughes

Langston Hughes

For Selma

In places like
Selma, Alabama,
Kids say,
In places like
Chicago and New York...
In places like
Chicago and New York
Kids say,
In places like
London and Paris...
In places like
London and Paris
Kids say,
In places like
Chicago and New York...

#Americans #Blacks

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Dream Boogie

Good morning, daddy! Ain’t you heard The boogie—woogie rumble Of a dream deferred? Listen closely:
Dream Variations

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
Bad Morning

Here I sit With my shoes mismated. Lawdy—mercy! I’s frustrated!
Motto

I play it cool I dig all jive. That's the reason I stay alive. My motto
 2
I, Too

I, too, sing America. I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen When company comes, But I laugh,
 1
Children's Rhymes

By what sends the white kids I ain’t sent: I know I can’t be President.
 1
Dinner Guest: Me

I know I am The Negro Problem Being wined and dined, Answering the usual questions That come to white mind
The Blues

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
Ennui

It’s such a Bore Being always Poor.
 2
Sick Room

How quiet It is in this sick room Where on the bed A silent woman lies between two lo… Life and Death,
Final Curve

When you turn the corner And you run into yourself Then you know that you have turned All the corners that are left
Snake

He glides so swiftly Back into the grass— Gives me the courtesy of road To let me pass, That I am half ashamed
 1
Quiet Girl

I would liken you To a night without stars Were it not for your eyes. I would liken you To a sleep without dreams
Easy Boogie

Down in the bass That steady beat Walking walking walking Like marching feet. Down in the bass
 2
Demand

Listen! Dear dream of utter aliveness— Touching my body of utter death— Tell me, O quickly! dream of aliv… The flaming source of your bright…



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