The Negro Mother
Now, through my children, young and free,
I am the dark girl who crossed the red sea
Sometimes, the valley was filled with tears,
Look ever upward at the sun and the stars.
Out of the darkness, the ignorance, the night.
I had to keep on! No stopping for me --
Bringing the cotton and the corn to yield.
All you dark children in the world out there,
Remember my sweat,九九藏书 my pain, my despair.
No safety , no love, no respect was I due.
Sometimes, the road was hot with the sun,
Oh, my dark children, may my dreams and my prayers
Now, through my children, Im reaching the goal.
Impel you forever up the great stairs --
Still bar you the way, and deny you life --
Three hundred years in the deepest South:
Dark ones of today, my d藏书网reams must come true:
The Negro Mother
Believe in the right, let none push you back.
I realized the blessing deed to me.
Beaten and mistreated for the work that I gave --
Carrying in my body the seed of the free.
Yet shining like the sun with loves true light.
Make of my pass a road to the light
Look at my face -- dark as the night --
Deep 九-九-藏-书-网in my breast -- the Negro mother.
In order that the race might live and grow.
But I kept trudging on through the lonely years.
Remember the whip and the slavers track.
Remember my years, heavy with sorrow --
Langston Hughes
Stand like free men supporting my trust.
Remember how the strong in struggle and strife
And make of those years a torch for t
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But God put a song and a prayer in my mouth .
Dares keep down the children of the Negro Mother.
I couldnt read then. I couldnt write.
But march ever forward, breaking down bars.
I am the woman who worked in the field
Lift high my banner out of the dust.
Children sold away from me, Im husband sold, too.
I nourished the dream that nothing could smother
For I will b
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e with you till no white brotherThat I had to climb, that I had to know
I am the one who labored as a slave,
I had only hope then , but now through you,
To tell you a story of the long dark way
I was the seed of the coming Free.
I had nothing, back there in the night.
But I had to keep on till my work was done:
God put a dream like steel in my soul.
Children, I come back today