Langston Hughes
Langston Hughes
James Mercer Langston Hugheswas an American poet, social activist, novelist, playwright, and columnist from Joplin, Missouri...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth1 February 1902
CityJoplin, MO
CountryUnited States of America
home wheat-fields rivers
Lawrence has a wonderful hill in it, with a university on top and the first time I ran away from home, I ran up the hill and looked across the world: Kansas wheat fields and the Kaw River, and I wanted to go some place, too. I got a whipping for it.
hate broken earth
While over Alabama earth These words are gently spoken: Serve and hate will die unborn. Love and chains are broken.
sweet humble mind
Negroes - Sweet and docile, Meek, humble, and kind: Beware the day - They change their mind.
believe might sides
Believing everything she read In the daily news, (No in-between to choose) She thought that only One side won, Not that BOTH Might lose.
fall two peg
The depression brought everybody down a peg or two. And the Negro had but few pegs to fall.
america kind humans
My seeking has been to explain and illuminate the Negro condition in America and obliquely that of all human kind,
eye hands mind
I look at my own body With eyes no longer blind- And I see that my own hands can make The world that's in my mind.
lying land rivers
Out of the rack and ruin of our gangster death, The rape and rot of graft, and stealth, and lies, We, the people, must redeem The land, the mines, the plants, the rivers. The mountains and the endless plain-- All, all the stretch of these great green states-- And make America again!
thinking rivers
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.
country book color
Negro writers, just by being black, have been on the blacklist all our lives. Do you know that there are libraries in our country that will not stock a book by a Negro writer, not even as a gift? There are towns where Negro newspapers and magazines cannot be sold except surreptitiously. There are American magazines that have never published anything by Negroes. There are film studios that have never hired a Negro writer. Censorship for us begins at the color line.
mean rocks color
There is no color line in death. I swear to the lord I still can't see Why Democracy means Everybody but me. O, yes, I say it plain, America never was America to me, And yet I swear this oath - America will be! I am the American heartbreak- The rock on which Freedom Stumped its toe.
fall together bombs
Teach us all to do right, Lord, please, and to get along together with that atom bomb on this earth because I do not want it to fall on me-nor Thee-nor anybody living. Amen!
fall love-is people
Sometimes a crumb falls From the tables of joy, Sometimes a bone Is flung. To some people Love is given, To others Only heaven.
Life dosent frighten me at all.