Category: Poetry
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“At the Closed Gates of Justice” by James D. Corrothers
“…To be a Negro in a day like this— Alas! Lord God, what evil have we done? Still shines the gate, all gold and amethyst, But I pass by, the glorious goal unwon, “Merely a Negro”—in a day like this!”
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“Negro Seranade” by James Edwin Campbell
“…I’ll sing dis night twel broad day-light, Ur bu’s’ my froat wid tryin’, ’Less you come down, Miss ’Lindy Brown, 15 An’ stops dis ha’t f’um sighin’!”
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“For My People” by Margaret Walker
“For my people walking blindly spreading joy, losing time being lazy, sleeping when hungry, shouting when burdened, drinking when hopeless, tied, and shackled and tangled among …”
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“And What Shall You Say?” by Joseph S. Cotter, Jr.
“Lord, I do not hate, I am hated. I scourge no one, I am scourged…”
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“Sir, We Would See Jesus” by Frances E.W. Harper (1825 – 1911)
“…We would see Jesus; proud and high Temples and domes have met our eye…”
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“To the White People of America” by Joshua McCarter Simpson (1820 – 1876)
“…Lo! Ten thousand steeples shining Through this mighty Christian land, While four millions slaves all pining And dying ‘neath the Tyrant’s hand…”
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“George Moses Horton, Myself” by George Moses Horton (1797? – 1883?)
George Moses Horton, Myself BY GEORGE MOSES HORTON I feel myself in need Of the inspiring strains of ancient lore, My heart to lift, my empty mind to feed, And all the world explore. I know that I am old And never can recover what is past, But for the future may some light unfold And…
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“A Poem for My Mom” by Teyuna T. Darris
“A Poem for My Mom” I’m thankful to the God Who gave me to my mom. And, touched her heart to give me hugs, And, kiss my forehead and my thumbs….”

