#AmericanWriters
The night is beautiful, So the faces of my people. The stars are beautiful, So the eyes of my people. Beautiful, also, is the sun.
I work all day, Said Simple John, Myself a house to buy. I work all day, Said Simple John,
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—
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
You and your whole race. Look down upon the town in which y… And be ashamed. Look down upon white folks And upon yourselves
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.
He glides so swiftly Back into the grass— Gives me the courtesy of road To let me pass, That I am half ashamed
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?
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…
I play it cool I dig all jive. That's the reason I stay alive. My motto
She, In the dark, Found light Brighter than many ever see. She,
Clean the spittoons, boy. Detroit, Chicago, Atlantic City, Palm Beach.
I sat there singing her Songs in the dark. She said; 'I do not understand The words’.
Droning a drowsy syncopated tune, Rocking back and forth to a mellow… I heard a Negro play. Down on Lenox Avenue the other ni… By the pale dull pallor of an old…
Here I sit With my shoes mismated. Lawdy—mercy! I’s frustrated!