Jacqueline Amos

Rookie (July 1949 / Harlem)

I, Too Sing America

Oh the rivers upon my feet
The battleground of darkness
That lies upon the swampy dark rivers;
I sing American never the less my
War begins at my feet, the blasting gun;
The smell of death, the leaf t hat gathers in my way;
The galloping horse, the leaves that protect me;
The cold black river; and the smell of rotten fish
I linker too eat.

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