I Am The American Heartbreak-

The First Of The Month Falls Every Month, Too, North Or South. And Them White Folks Who Sends Bills Never Forgets To Send Them-the Phone Bill, The Furniture Bill, The Water Bill, The Gas Bill, Insurance, House Rent.

Democracy Will Not Come Today, This Year Nor Ever Through Compromise And Fear.

Politics Can Be The Graveyard Of The Poet. And Only Poetry Can Be His Resurrection.

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.

O, Let My Land Be A Land Where Liberty Is Crowned With No False Patriotic Wreath, But Opportunity Is Real, And Life Is Free, Equality Is In The Air We Breathe.