#Americans #Blacks
'Me an’ ma baby’s Got two mo’ ways, Two mo’ ways to do de Charleston!… Da, da, Da, da, da!
Here I sit With my shoes mismated. Lawdy—mercy! I’s frustrated!
I am God— Without one friend, Alone in my purity World without end. Below me young lovers
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,
Night funeral In Harlem: Where did they get Them two fine cars? Insurance man, he did not pay—
Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly. Hold fast to dreams
The census man, The day he came round, Wanted my name To put it down. I said, Johnson,
Gather quickly Out of darkness All the songs you know And throw them at the sun Before they melt
Because my mouth Is wide with laughter And my throat Is deep with song, You do not think
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.
The gold moth did not love him So, gorgeous, she flew away. But the gray moth circled the flam… Until the break of day. And then, with wings like a dead d…
In the Quarter of the Negroes Where the doors are doors of paper Dust of dingy atoms Blows a scratchy sound. Amorphous jack—o’—Lanterns caper
I’ve known rivers: I’ve known rivers ancient as the w… flow of human blood in human veins My soul has grown deep like the ri… I bathed in the Euphrates when da…
I, too, sing America. I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen When company comes, But I laugh,
Harlem Sent him home in a long box— Too dead To know why:
