I, too, sing America. I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen When company comes, But I laugh, And eat well, And grow strong. Tomorrow, I'll be at the table When company comes. Nobody'll dare Say to me, "Eat in the kitchen," Then. Besides, They'll see how beautiful I am And be ashamed-- I, too, am America.
Nice lyrics! Hope to see more from you.
ReplyDeleteDeep stuff, the third stanza is pretty powerful.
ReplyDeletegreat poem
ReplyDeleteReally nice, i'll look up for the song!
ReplyDeleteThat's nice! :)
ReplyDeleteThis is one of my favorite Langston Hughes' poems. I love the art of the Harlem Renaissance. It's just so powerful.
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