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I’m so tired of waiting, aren’t you, for the world to become good and beautiful and kind?

Langston Hughes

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
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
Politics can be the graveyard of the poet. And only poetry can be his resurrection.
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Grave Himself Poet Poetry Politics
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
Humor is laughing at what you haven’t got when you ought to have it.
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Laughter Yourself
Reach Up Your Hand… and take a star.
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Hands Reach Star
The only way to get a thing done is to start to do it, then keep on doing it, and finally you’ll finish it.
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Finish Start Way Yourself
LIBERTY! FREEDOM! DEMOCRACY! True anyhow no matter how many Liars use those words.
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Democracy Freedom Liberty True Word
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
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
Gather quickly Out of darkness All the songs you know And throw them at the sun Before they melt Like snow.
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Darkness Quick Snow Song Sun
The calm, Cool face of the river, Asked me for a kiss.
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Calm Cool Face Kiss Myself River
Folks, I’m telling you, birthing is hard and dying is mean- so get yourself a little loving in between.
LANGSTON HUGHES

Born Death Hard Love Yourself
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
Never look for a worm in the apple of your eye.
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Eyes Love Mistake Relationship Search Yourself
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.
LANGSTON HUGHES

Fortune Hell Summer Taste Winter Yourself

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