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The rain plays a little sleep song on our roof at night And I love the rain.

Langston Hughes

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
Keep your hand on the plow. Hold on.
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Hands Hold On Yourself
I’m so tired of waiting, aren’t you, for the world to become good and beautiful and kind?
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Beautiful Goodness Kind Myself Wait World
Let America be the dream the dreamers dreamed – Let it be that great strong land of love Where never kings connive nor tyrants scheme That any man be crushed by one above.
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Dreams Greatness Kind Man Oneself Strong
Whiskey just naturally likes me but beer likes me better.
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Alcohol Better Instagram Captions Myself Naturally
I do not want no pretty woman. First thing you know, you fall in love with her-then you got to kill somebody about her. She’ll make you so jealous, you’ll bust!
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Fall In Love Herself Jealous Woman Yourself
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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Change Difference Help Practical Time Transformation Writing
The rhythm of life is a jazz rhythm
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Life Music One Liner Rhythm
O, let my land be a land where Liberty Is crowned with no false patriotic wreath, But opportunity is real, and life is free, Equality is in the air we breathe.
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Breathe Equality Freedom Land Liberty Life Myself Patriot
Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.
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Bird Break Death Deep Dreams Fast Fly Hold Life Wings
Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
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Rain Sing Song
What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or does it explode?
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Dreams Explode Sun
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
Let America be America, where equality is in the air we breathe.
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Breathe Country Equality
Politics can be the graveyard of the poet. And only poetry can be his resurrection.
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Grave Himself Poet Poetry Politics
Well, when Christ comes back this time, I hope He comes back mad His own self. I hope He drives the Jim Crowers out of their high places, every living last one of them from Washington to Texas.
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Drive God Hope Myself Place Time

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