When peoples care for you and cry for you, they can straighten out your soul.
LANGSTON HUGHESWhen a man starts out to build a world, He starts first with himself
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Summer was made to give you a taste of what hell is like. Winter was made for landladies to charge high rents and keep cold radiators and make a fortune off of poor tenants.
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Gather up In the arms of your love—Those who expect No love from above.
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Keep your hand on the plow. Hold on.
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Reach Up Your Hand… and take a star.
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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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Folks, I’m telling you, birthing is hard and dying is mean- so get yourself a little loving in between.
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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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I wish the rent Was heaven sent.
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We build our temples for tomorrow, strong as we know how, and we stand on top of the mountain, free within ourselves.
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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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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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When a man starts out to build a world, He starts first with himself
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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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A world I dream where black or white, Whatever race you be, Will share the bounties of the Earth And every man is free.
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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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