Of course, I don't know very much About these politics, But I think that some who run 'em, Do mighty ugly tricks. I've seen 'em honey-fugle round, And talks so awful sweet, That you'd think them full of kindness, As an egg is full of meat. Now I don't believe in looking Honest people in the face, And saying when you're doing wrong, That "I haven't sold my race." When we want to school our children, If the money isn't there, Whether black or white have took it, The love we all must share. And this buying up each other Is something worse than mean, Though I thinks a heap of voting, I go for voting clean . | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NURSE'S SONG, FR. SONGS OF INNOCENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE LAURA SLEEPING; ODE by CHARLES COTTON THE COLORED SOLDIERS by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR ODE ON THE DEATH OF A FAVOURITE CAT, DROWNED IN A TUB by THOMAS GRAY NOCTURNAL SKETCH; BLANK VERSE IN RHYME by THOMAS HOOD ON PASSING THE NEW MENIN GATE by SIEGFRIED SASSOON EHEU, FUGACES! by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 40. PANTHEISTIC DREAMS by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) |