#Americans #Blacks
I’ve known rivers: I’ve known rivers ancient as the w… My soul has grown deep like the ri… I bathed in the Euphrates when da… I built my hut near the Congo and…
By what sends the white kids I ain’t sent: I know I can’t be President.
When you turn the corner And you run into yourself Then you know that you have turned All the corners that are left
How still, How strangely still The water is today, It is not good For water
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
Here I sit With my shoes mismated. Lawdy—mercy! I’s frustrated!
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,
Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly. Hold fast to dreams
In an envelope marked: PERSONAL God addressed me a letter. In an envelope marked: PERSONAL
Landlord, landlord, My roof has sprung a leak. Don’t you 'member I told you abou… Way last week? Landlord, landlord,
I live on a park bench. You, Park Avenue. Hell of a distance Between us two. I beg a dime for dinner—
He glides so swiftly Back into the grass— Gives me the courtesy of road To let me pass, That I am half ashamed
It would be nice In any case, To someday meet you Face to face Walking down
The ivory gods, And the ebony gods, And the gods of diamond and jade, Sit silently on their temple shelv… While the people
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.
