Trumpet Player (Langston Hughes Poems)
The NegroWith the trumpet at his lipsHas dark moons of wearinessBeneath his eyeswhere the smoldering memoryof slave shipsBlazed to the ...
The NegroWith the trumpet at his lipsHas dark moons of wearinessBeneath his eyeswhere the smoldering memoryof slave shipsBlazed to the ...
When a man starts out with nothing, When a man starts out with his hands Empty, but clean, When a ...
Children, I come back today To tell you a story of the long dark way That I had to climb, ...
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