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Good Morning, Revolution: Uncollected Social Protest Writings

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Langston Hughes
Langston Hughes

American poet, writer, playwright, editor, and actor. Langston Hughes is one of the most prominent figures of the Harlem Renaissance, known for his poetry and prose. His works often explore themes of race, class, and identity, and have been beloved by readers. more

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“به جز دو دست من، دو چشم من، لبان من به جز دو دست او، دو چشم او، لبان او کس از کسان شهر را خبر نشد که من مکیده‌ام ز قلب او، هزار آرزوی او کس از کسان شهر را خبر نشد که این درخت خشک را من آفریده‌ام کس از کسان شهر را خبر نشد که آبشار شیشه‌ها فرو شکست و ریخت و یک زن از خرابه‌های قلب من رمید و مردی از خرابه‌های قلب او گریخت به جز دو قلب ما، درون خانه‌ای ز خانه‌های شهر، کس از کسان شهر را خبر نشد که کشتن است عشق، عشق کشتن است کس از کسان شهر را خبر نشد که مردن است عشق، عشق مردن است”

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“The boss's got all he needs, certainly, Eats swell, Owns a lotta houses, Goes vacationin', Breaks strikes, Runs politics, bribes police, Pays off congress, And struts all over the earth-- But me, I ain't never had enough to eat. Me, I ain't never been warm in winter. Me, I ain't never known security-- All my life, been livin' hand to mouth, Hand to mouth.”

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Book:Good Morning, Revolution: Uncollected Social Protest Writings
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“With each second passing by I realise I am moving towards my death. But then I also understand how important it is to untangle yourself from everything that is unnecessary and unworthy of this life. Like a room filled with all the noisy sound you didn't want to hear and everything lying around you don't know why but it is just there because you were lost in the moment thinking about something stupid and when you took hold of things you find everything was shattering down and falling into the ground. You being bewildered run around crying, 'hilfe hilfe' and suddenly out of a dream you wake up and question the sanctity of your life. You give that confused look like you nod when you look at your reflection in the mirror and then you turn around, there is a room with everything scattered in bits and pieces, don't know why and you press hard both of your ears with your delicate hands trying to stop the noise coming out of your mind.”

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