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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.

Langston Hughes

LIBERTY! FREEDOM! DEMOCRACY! True anyhow no matter how many Liars use those words.
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Democracy Freedom Liberty True Word
Like a welcome summer rain, humor may suddenly cleanse and cool the earth, the air and you.
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Earth Rain Summer Welcome Yourself
Road’s in front o’ me, Nothin’ to do but walk.
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Myself Road Walk
The past has been a mint Of blood and sorrow. That must not be True of tomorrow.
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Blood Past Sorrow Tomorrow True
I am a Negro: Black as the night is black, Black like the depths of my Africa.
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Black Identity Myself Personality
Life is a big sea full of many fish. I let down my nets and pulled. I’m still pulling.
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Big Life Myself
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
Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
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Rain Sing Song
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
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.
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Company Darkness Eat Growth Laughter Myself Strong
My soul has grown deep like the rivers.
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Deep Growth River Soul
Hang yourself, poet, in your own words. Otherwise, you are dead.
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Death Poet Word Yourself
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.
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Death Grave Man Peace Victory
I am the American heartbreak- The rock on which Freedom Stumped its toe.
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Freedom Heart Broken Myself
I went down to the river, I set down on the bank. I tried to think but couldn’t, So I jumped in and sank.
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Jump Myself River Thinking
We Negro writers, just by being black, have been on the blacklist all our lives. Censorship for us begins at the color line.
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Beginning Black Live Oppression Ourselves Poet Writing
This morning I paid seventy cents for two little old dried-up slivers of bacon and one cockeyed egg. It took me till noon to get my appetite back.
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Hungry Morning Myself Price
A picture, to be an interesting picture, must be more than a picture, otherwise it is only a reproduction of an object, and not an object of value in itself.
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Interest Object Photograph Reproduction Value
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
Whiskey just naturally likes me but beer likes me better.
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Alcohol Better Instagram Captions Myself Naturally
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
Let America be America, where equality is in the air we breathe.
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Breathe Country Equality
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
Politics can be the graveyard of the poet. And only poetry can be his resurrection.
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Grave Himself Poet Poetry Politics
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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Home Live Misery Radio Thinking Yourself
Why should I want to be white? I am a Negro – and beautiful!
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Acceptance Beautiful Black Myself Self Love White
I dream a world… where wretchedness will hang its head and joy, like a pearl, attends the needs of all mankind. Of such I dream, my world!
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Dreams Head Kind Man Myself World

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