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African American poetry

Het volgende gedicht dat ik met jullie wil delen is geschreven door : Langston Hughes ( 1902-1967 ) ” Poet Laureate of Harlem”.

Mother to son

Well, son, i’ll tell you:
Life for me aint 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 time
I’se been a-climbin’ on.
And reachin”landin’s
And turnin’ corners.
And sometimes goin’ in the dark
Where ther aint been no light.
So boy, dont u turn back.
Dont u set down on the steps
‘Cause you find it’s kinder hard.
Dont you fall now
For I’se still goin, honey
I’se still climbin’,
And life for me ain’t been no crystal stair.

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