Black brother, think you life so sweet
That you would live at any price?
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Cum, listen w'ile yore Unkel sings
Erbout how low sweet chariot swings,
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(_Who Was Christened Lucy Jane_)
She danced, near nude, to tom-tom beat,
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Dar's a lazy, sortah hazy
Feelin' grips me, thoo an' thoo;
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He's struttin' sho ernuff,
Wearin' a lady's muff
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The poet sits and dreams and dreams;
He scans his verse; he probes his themes.
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God's placid heavens mother you,
His sunsets blend your bars,
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Sis Hannah May Liza, so Emphraim sayed,
Stole out 'neaf a sycamo' tree an' prayed
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I plucked a rose, a red rose rare,
I placed her on a throne
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Mah ruddah's brokin, an' mah sail
Wen' ovah bode, in las' night's gale;
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Well-meaning friends often ask,
Am I not weary of my task,
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You sez dat ole frens am de best.
I begs yore pawden, deed I do,
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Cannibalistic vulture,
Grown fat upon your brother's blood,
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No man can shape his destiny,
Though ardent his desire,
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Rent and bleeding,
Upon her knees
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I am as fond of fun and jokes
As other real red-blooded folks.
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Sweet singer, how I envy you,
Faint, fleeting, speck 'gainst azure hue.
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"Put out the light!"
He had no need of man-made glow
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(Matthew—2:15)
Indirectly, out of Africa you came
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Reflecting ragged
Flecks of white,
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Dutiful, underpaid bearer of burden
(Although as oxen your past roles were cast,
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Though many are the dreams I dream,
They're born within a single theme.
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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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(To G. B. P.)
I have filched a mite ob time
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The shackles rend, your hands are free,
You need no longer humb'ly bow
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It wuz cole, de snow dun drifted
Hi' roun' 'bout de ole barn do';
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Oh! foolish one in quest of ease,
Do you not know that ease on earth, for men,
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Prejudice with venom smote every word and act;
Snuffed was the light of knowledge from your view.
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Some men go beyond their way
To advertise, in bold display,
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My Harvah rit me week fo' las',
Dat is, dat's w'en I got it;
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