Peace We passed their graves: The dead men there, Winners or losers, Did not care. In the dark They could not see Who had gained The victory.
LANGSTON HUGHESI look at my own body With eyes no longer blind- And I see that my own hands can make The world that’s in my mind.
More Langston Hughes Quotes
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The past has been a mint Of blood and sorrow. That must not be True of tomorrow.
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The depression brought everybody down a peg or two. And the Negroes had but few pegs to fall.
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For poems are like rainbows; they escape you quickly.
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Misery is when you heard on the radio that the neighborhood you live in is a slum but you always thought it was home.
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To create a market for your writing you have to be consistent, professional, a continuing writer – not just a one-article or a one-story or a one-book man.
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But there are certain very practical things American Negro writers can do. And must do. There’s a song that says, “the time ain’t long.” That song is right. Something has got to change in America-and change soon. We must help that change to come.
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If you want to honor me, give some young boy or girl who’s coming along trying to create arts and write and compose and sing and act and paint and dance and make something out of the beauties of the Negro race-give that child some help.
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Let America be America, where equality is in the air we breathe.
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A dream deferred is a dream denied.
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Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
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Pleasured equally In seeking as in finding, Each detail minding, Old Walt went seeking And finding.
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Why should I want to be white? I am a Negro – and beautiful!
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I’m so tired of waiting, aren’t you, for the world to become good and beautiful and kind?
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The calm, Cool face of the river, Asked me for a kiss.
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Out of love, No regrets– Though the goodness Be wasted forever. Out of love, No regrets– Though the return Be never.
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