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My name is Lord Piggly Wiggly Wogglesfoot Brown. I was born in a quaint old English manor town. I now find myself engaged in a diplomatic chore That looks as though it might turn into a bit of a bore.…
Sleepy giant,You’ve been resting awhile.Now I see the thunderAnd the lightningIn your smile.Now I seeThe storm cloudsIn your waking eyes:The thunder,The wonder,And the youngSurprise.Your every step revealsThe new strideIn your thighs.
It would be too bad if JesusWere to come back black.There are so many churchesWhere he could not prayIn the U.S.A.,Where entrance to Negroes,No matter how sanctified,Is denied,Where race, not religion,Is glorified.But say it—You may beCrucified.
When Jesus died at Galvary For what our world believes, On either side upon a Cross They hung two thieves— Two members of a lowly mob Who stole to get their bread Were tied upon a Cross that day To…
Go home, stupid,And wash your dirty face.Go home, stupid,This is not your place. Go home, stupid,You don’t belong here.If you don’t go,I will pull your car. I ask you if you’d like to play.“Huh?” is all you know to say,Standing…
There’s a new skyline in Harlem, It’s tall and proud and fine. At night its walls are gleaming Where a thousand windows shine. There’s a new skyline in Harlem That belongs to you and me As the dark old ugly…
A Ballad of Negro History (So Much to Write About) Written especially for The Authors Association at the request of Dr. M.A. Majors, June, 1951.There is so much to write about In the Negro race.On each page of historyGlows a…
If I had a heart of gold,As have some folks I know,I’d up and sell my heart of goldAnd head North with the dough. But I don’t have a heart of gold.My heart’s not even lead.It’s made of plain old…
Out of love,No regrets—Though the goodnessBe wasted forever. Out of love,No regrets—Though the returnBe never.
Tell me again the Christmas story:Christ is born in all I is glory! Baby born in Manger darkLighting ages with the sparkOf innocence that is the ChildTrusting all within His smile. Tell again the Christmas storyWith the halo of His…