#Americans #Blacks
And that is what poetry may do, wrap up your dreams, protect and preserve and hold them until maybe they come true. Columbus dreamed of finding a new world, he found it. Edison dreamed ...
When I get to be a composer I’m gonna write me some music abou… Daybreak in Alabama And I’m gonna put the purtiest so… Rising out of the ground like a sw…
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?
Because my mouth Is wide with laughter And my throat Is deep with song, You do not think
I am God— Without one friend, Alone in my purity World without end. Below me young lovers
Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head w… Let the rain sing you a lullaby. The rain makes still pools on the… The rain makes running pools in th…
Goin’ down the road, Lawd, Goin’ down the road. Down the road, Lawd, Way, way down the road. Got to find somebody
I was so sick last night I Didn’t hardly know my mind. So sick last night I Didn’t know my mind. I drunk some bad licker that
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
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—
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
My old mule, He’s gota grin on his face. He’s been a mule so long He’s forgotten about his race. I’m like that old mule —
I, too, sing America. I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen When company comes, But I laugh,
It was a long time ago. I have almost forgotten my dream. But it was there then, In front of me, Bright like a sun—
I will take you heart. I will take your soul out of your… As though I were God. I will not be satisfied With the touch of your hand
