“Though sands be black and bitter black the sea, Night lie before me and behind me night, And God within far Heaven refuse to light The consolation of the dawn for me,-- Between the shadowy burns of Heaven and Hell, It is enough love leaves my soul to dwell With memory.” SoulEnoughLightLyingNightHeavenBlackMemoriesBehindsHellSeaRefuseBitterMy SoulDawnSandConsolationHeaven And HellEnough Love Author:Madison Cawein
“Where weary folk toil, black with smoke, And hear but whistles scream, I went, all fresh from dawn and dew To carry them a dream. I went to bitter lanes and dark, Who once had known the sky, To carry them a dream-and found They had more dreams than I.” DreamFoundBlackDarkKnownSkyFolksBitterSmokeDawnBitternessScreamWearyToilDewLanes Author:Mary Carolyn Davies
“Black Americans should be given credit for finding probably the perfect weapon; the weapon of the song. And that song continues. Most holocausts don't, so they have this bitterness left over. The phenomenon of the world, as far as Black Americans are considered, is that we are not a bitter people.” PeopleWorldShouldSongLeftGivenBlackPerfectFindingsWeaponsCreditBitterPhenomenonBitternessHolocaustBitter People Author:Nikki Giovanni