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Politics can be the graveyard of the poet. And only poetry can be his resurrection.

Langston Hughes

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
For my best poems were all written when I felt the worst. When I was happy, I didn’t write anything.
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Best Feeling Happiness Myself Poem Worst Writing
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
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
Most musicians remain poor. But the music that they make, even if it does not bring them millions, gives millions of people happiness.
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Happiness Music People Poor
My seeking has been to explain and illuminate the Negro condition in America and obliquely that of all human kind.
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Condition Explanation Human Kind Seek
Teach us all to do right, Lord, please, and to get along together with that atom bomb on this earth because I do not want it to fall on me-nor Thee-nor anybody living. Amen!
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Earth God Live Right Teaching Togetherness
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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Forever Goodness Love Regret Return Wasted
Whiskey just naturally likes me but beer likes me better.
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Alcohol Better Instagram Captions Myself Naturally
The calm, Cool face of the river, Asked me for a kiss.
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Calm Cool Face Kiss Myself River
Road’s in front o’ me, Nothin’ to do but walk.
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Myself Road Walk
Money and art are far apart.
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Art Money 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
Gather up In the arms of your love—Those who expect No love from above.
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Expectation Love Yourself
When you turn the corner And you run into yourself Then you know that you have turned All the corners that are left.
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Corner Run Yourself
When poems stop talking about the moon and begin to mention poverty, trade unions, color, color lines and colonies, somebody tells the police.
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Beginning Color Moon Poem Police Stop Talk

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