"Put out the light!"
He had no need of man-made glow
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(Dedicated to Cincinnati Branch, N. A. A. C. P., and sung to the air, "America")
Dear Lord we come to Thee,
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(In a little book P. P.)
Learned Sages,
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(Matthew—2:15)
Indirectly, out of Africa you came
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(To G. B. P.)
I have filched a mite ob time
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(_Who Was Christened Lucy Jane_)
She danced, near nude, to tom-tom beat,
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Arise! ye humble undertrodden wight,
Behold, at edge of yonder east,
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Black brother, think you life so sweet
That you would live at any price?
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Cannibalistic vulture,
Grown fat upon your brother's blood,
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Cum, listen w'ile yore Unkel sings
Erbout how low sweet chariot swings,
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Dar's a lazy, sortah hazy
Feelin' grips me, thoo an' thoo;
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De hardes' ob hard rows we hoes
Fo' little pay, de goo' Lawd knows.
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Dey greets you wid a nod an' smile,
Way down in Ole Kintucky,
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Dey think I is "set" an' "fo'gee,"
An' dey lub to sneer an' laff,
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Dutiful, underpaid bearer of burden
(Although as oxen your past roles were cast,
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God's placid heavens mother you,
His sunsets blend your bars,
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Hab you evah laid 'wake dreamin'
B'ildin' kassels in de air,
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He doan care how po' I am,
Or dat folks calls me "Luckless Sam,"
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He's struttin' sho ernuff,
Wearin' a lady's muff
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How dare you question Him, or doubt,
With proof conclusive all about?
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I 'fess Ise ugly, big, an' ruff,
Mah voice is husky, mannah's gruff;
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I am as fond of fun and jokes
As other real red-blooded folks.
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I plucked a rose, a red rose rare,
I placed her on a throne
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If I had mighty wings to fly,
I d soar aloft in youder sky,
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Invisible, saccharined,
Intoxicating stimulant,
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It wuz cole, de snow dun drifted
Hi' roun' 'bout de ole barn do';
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Its bin ni ontoe three years
Since mah Goo' Man, Sandy,
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Mah ruddah's brokin, an' mah sail
Wen' ovah bode, in las' night's gale;
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My Harvah rit me week fo' las',
Dat is, dat's w'en I got it;
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No doubt dat you lak to know jes whut wuz ailin' us,
Why me and Maffew Pleasen'view had dat tremandus fuss;
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