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Langston Hughes Poems

Mother To Son

Well, son, I'll tell you:Life for me ain't been no crystal stair.It's had tacks in it,And splinters,And boards torn up,And places with no carpet on the floor—Bare. But all the timeI'se been a-climbin' on,And reachin' landin's,And
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Merry-Go-Round

COLORED CHILD AT CARNIVALWhere is the Jim Crow sectionOn this merry-go-round,Mister, cause I want to ride?Down South where I come fromWhite and coloredCan't sit side by side. Down South on the trainThere's a Jim Crow car.On the bus
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