I Hear
America Singing
I hear
America singing, the varied carols I hear,
Those of
mechanics, each one singing his as it should be blithe and strong,
The
carpenter singing his as he measures his plank or beam,
The mason
singing his as he makes ready for work, or leaves off work,
The boatman
singing what belongs to him in his boat, the deckhand
singing on the steamboat deck,
The
shoemaker singing as he sits on his bench, the hatter singing as he stands,
The wood-cutter's
song, the ploughboy's on his way in the morning, or
at noon intermission or at sundown,
The
delicious singing of the mother, or of the young wife at work, or of
the girl sewing or washing,
Each singing
what belongs to him or her and to none else,
The day what
belongs to the day—at night the party of young fellows,
robust, friendly,
Singing with
open mouths their strong melodious songs.
I, Too, Sing
America
by Langston
Hughes
I, too, sing
America.
I am the
darker brother.
They send me
to eat in the kitchen
When company
comes,
But I laugh,
And eat
well,
And grow
strong.
Tomorrow,
I'll be at
the table
When company
comes.
Nobody'll
dare
Say to me,
"Eat in
the kitchen,"
Then.
Besides,
They'll see
how beautiful I am
And be ashamed—
I, too, am
America.
VOTE!!!
3 comments:
VOTE?
I DID --- EVERYONE ELSE VOTE ALSO!!!
Too bad Massachusetts' motto can't be seen. It is, I believe, the only state motto that is a line of dactylic hexameter:
Ense petit placidam sub libertate quietem.
I voted! First thing!
Peace <3
Jay
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