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Gather up In the arms of your love—Those who expect No love from above.

Langston Hughes

For poems are like rainbows; they escape you quickly.
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Escape Poem Quick Yourself
I’ve known rivers: I’ve known rivers ancient as the world and older than the flow of human blood in human veins. My soul has grown deep like the rivers.
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Deep Growth Human Old River Soul World
Negro blood is sure powerful, because just one drop of black blood makes a colored man. One drop–you are a Negro! . . . Black is powerful.
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Acceptance Black Blood Inspirational Powerful
My soul has grown deep like the rivers.
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Deep Growth River Soul
That Justice is a blind goddess Is a thing to which we black are wise: Her bandage hides two festering sores That once perhaps were eyes.
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Black Eyes Hide Justice
Life is an egg you have to be patient and careful with it or it will break.
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Break Care Life Patience Perspective
LIBERTY! FREEDOM! DEMOCRACY! True anyhow no matter how many Liars use those words.
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Democracy Freedom Liberty True Word
There is no color line in art.
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Art Color Line One Liner
The rain plays a little sleep song on our roof at night And I love the rain.
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Love Myself Night Play Rain Song
Blues had the pulse beat of the people who keep on going.
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Hard Time Inspirational Motivational People
The calm, Cool face of the river, Asked me for a kiss.
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Calm Cool Face Kiss Myself River
One of the great difficulties about being a member of a minority race is that so many kindhearted, well-meaning bores gather around to help.
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Difficult Greatness Help Minority Race
Politics can be the graveyard of the poet. And only poetry can be his resurrection.
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Grave Himself Poet Poetry Politics
Politics in any country in the world is dangerous. For the poet, politics in any country had better be disguised as poetry. Politics can be the graveyard of the poet. And only poetry can be his resurrection.
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Country Dangerous Grave Himself Poet Poetry Politics World
Gather quickly Out of darkness All the songs you know And throw them at the sun Before they melt Like snow.
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Darkness Quick Snow Song Sun
Sometimes a crumb falls From the tables of joy, Sometimes a bone Is flung. To some people Love is given, To others Only heaven.
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Heaven Love Time

Gather up In the arms of your love—Those who expect No love from above.

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