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You and your whole race. Look down upon the town in which y… And be ashamed. Look down upon white folks And upon yourselves
By what sends the white kids I ain’t sent: I know I can’t be President.
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.
I work all day, Said Simple John, Myself a house to buy. I work all day, Said Simple John,
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…
What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore— And then run?
I went down to the river, I set down on the bank. I tried to think but couldn’t, So I jumped in and sank. I came up once and hollered!
Harlem Sent him home in a long box— Too dead To know why:
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 ...
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.
2 and 2 are 4. 4 and 4 are 8. But what would happen If the last 4 was late? And how would it be
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,
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
It’s such a Bore Being always Poor.
When a man starts out with nothing… When a man starts out with his han… Empty, but clean, When a man starts to build a world… He starts first with himself