Langston Hughes

Langston Hughes

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James Mercer Langston Hughes (February 1, 1901[1] – May 22, 1967) was an American poet, social activist, novelist, playwright, and columnist from Joplin, Missouri. One of the earliest innovators of the then-new literary art form called jazz poetry.
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Cross

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My old man's a white old
And my old mother's black
If ever I cursed my white old manI take my curses back
If ever I cursed my black old
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Dream Boogie

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Good morning, daddy
Ain't you
The boogie-woogie
Of a dream deferred
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Me And The Mule

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My old mule,
He's gota grin on his face
He's been a mule so
He's forgotten about his race
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Silence

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I catch the pattern Of your
Before you speakI do not
To hear a word
In your
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Harlem [Dream Deferred]

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What happens to a dream deferred
Does it dry up      like a raisin in the sun
Or fester like a sore—      And then run
Does it stink like rotten meat
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In Time Of Silver Rain

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In time of silver
The earth puts forth new life again,
Green grasses
And flowers lift their heads,
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Madams Past History

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My name is Johnson--Madam Alberta K
The Madam stands for business
I'm smart that way
I had
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I Dream A World

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I dream a world where
No other man will scorn,
Where love will bless the
And peace its paths adornI dream a world where
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Childrens Rhymes

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By what
The white kidsI ain't sent:
I know I
Be President
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I Continue To Dream

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I take my dreams and make of them a bronze vaseand a round fountain with a beautiful statue in its center
And a song with a broken heart and I ask you:
Do you understand my dreams
Sometimes you say you do,
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Merry-Go-Round

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Where is the Jim Crow section On this merry-go-round,
Mister, cause I want to ride
Down South where I come from White and colored Can't sit side by side
Down South on the train There's a Jim Crow car
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Peace

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We passed their graves:
The dead men there,
Winners or losers,
Did not care
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Dream Variations

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To fling my arms
In some place of the sun,
To whirl and to
Till the white day is done
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Life Is Fine

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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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My People

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The night is beautiful,
So the faces of my people
The stars are beautiful,
So the eyes of my people
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Madam and the Census Man

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The census man,
The day he came round,
Wanted my
To put it down
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