Jada Myricks Poet Ode

Langston Hughes

HUGHES (HUES)

I’ll challenge you to speak of rivers
For the love of Mississippi mud
Purposely I’m a little outcast.

My racial pride has grown from his poetic lines
We pay and pick up all that hasn’t washed away.
Out of yesterday I’ll build my America

Dark Baby’s tomorrow, Dark Baby’s hair, Dark Baby’s hands
Been a slave, a worker, a singer, and a victim:
For the love of my hue I pay my debts to Langston Hughes.

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Robert Lindley August 18, 2014 at 12:14 PM A fine write!!! Put pride in helping others regardless of race. Poetry knows no color IMHO. Write to inspire, to help, to comfort, to aid, to give and to show love. To help anybody and everybody.. Every person has a heart regardless of race ...