#Americans #Blacks
I sat there singing her Songs in the dark. She said; 'I do not understand The words’.
Clean the spittoons, boy. Detroit, Chicago, Atlantic City, Palm Beach.
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.
Now dreams Are not available To the dreamers, Nor songs To the singers.
Let America be America again. Let it be the dream it used to be. Let it be the pioneer on the plain Seeking a home where he himself is… (America never was America to me.…
Being walkers with the dawn and mo… Walkers with the sun and morning, We are not afraid of night, Nor days of gloom, Nor darkness—
been scared and battered. My hopes the wind done scattered. Snow has friz me, Sun has baked me, Looks like between 'em they done
You sicken me with lies, With truthful lies. And with your pious faces. And your wide, out—stretched, mock—welcome, Christian hands.
I look at the world From awakening eyes in a black fac… And this is what I see: This fenced—off narrow space Assigned to me.
In places like Selma, Alabama, Kids say, In places like Chicago and New York...
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
I went to the Gypsy’s. Gypsy settin’ all alone. I said, Tell me, Gypsy, When will my gal be home? Gypsy said, Silver,
The census man, The day he came round, Wanted my name To put it down. I said, Johnson,
That Justice is a blind goddess Is a thing to which we black are w… Her bandage hides two festering so… That once perhaps were eyes.