GOOD AFTERNOON!
I HAVE SPENT THE PAST HOUR TRYING TO WORK THIS NEW BLOGER THING OUT. I AM TRYING NOT TO GET UPSET,BUT I HAVE TOO MUCH TO DO TODAY. AND,BESIDES, HOMEBOY IS GOING TO WANT TO USE THE COMPUTER
I MISS BLOGGING BUT TODAY I AM GOING TO GIVE JUST A FEW SHOT OUTS.
TRUTH THEORY,,THANK YOU FOR YOUR GENEROUS SUPPORT IN WHATEVER I STRIVE TO DO. I WISH YOU ALL THE SUCCESS IN THE WORLD.
THIS IS FOR RAINA. HAPPY ANNIVERSARY FOR YOU AND ANTONIO. KISS THE BABY FOR ME. MAY YOU HAVE MANY MORE!
SEE ALL OF YOU NEXT TIME!
LANGSTON HUGHES
(1902-1967)
CROSS
MY OLD MAN'S A WHITE OLD MAN
AND MY OLD MOTHER'S BLACK.
IF EVER I CURSED MY WHITE OLD MAN
I TAKE MY CURSES BACK.
IF EVER I CURSED MY BLACK OLD MOTHER
AND WISHED SHE WERE IN HELL,
I'M SORRY FOR THAT EVIL WISH
AND NOW I WISH HER WELL.
MY OLD MAN DIED IN A FINE BIG HOUSE
MY MA DIED IN A SHACK.
I WONDER WHERE I'M GONNA DIE
BEING NEITHER WHITE NOR BLACK?
LANGSTON HUGHES
2 comments:
I was going to use this poem in my class about discrimination and identity. thanks for posting this. be blessed.
IT'S A GOOD ONE. AND THEN THERE IS THE ONE YOU PROBABLY KNOW: THE NEGRO SPEAKS OF RIVERS....
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