Good Morning, Revolution: You're The Very Best

For Poems Are Like Rainbows; They Escape You Quickly.

Let America Be America, Where Equality Is In The Air We Breathe.

The Depression Brought Everybody Down A Peg Or Two. And The Negroes Had But Few Pegs To Fall.

I Loved My Friend He Went Away From Me There's Nothing More To Say The Poem Ends, Soft As It Began- I Loved My Friend.

Negroes - Sweet And Docile, Meek, Humble, And Kind: Beware The Day - They Change Their Mind.