James Weldon Johnson

(1871-1938 / Florida/United States)

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  • tboss (3/11/2019 3:46:00 PM)

    you sir are the least needed person on earth trump

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  • thanh (3/11/2019 3:46:00 PM)

    you sir trump are the least needed thing on earth

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  • trumpboss the 2nd (3/11/2019 3:45:00 PM)

    He was an idiot, he was stupid, he was in no way better than me

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  • thanh (3/6/2019 9:37:00 AM)


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  • Tboss (3/6/2019 9:36:00 AM)

    That is debatable u now

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  • makyren-tyler-wells (1/28/2019 10:25:00 AM)

    he was a good man

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  • ELOISE BROWN (10/6/2018 11:24:00 AM)


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  • A. Faithful (3/3/2018 6:08:00 PM)

    The Creation was sold in a hardcover book and sold by Hallmark Cards in the 1970's. My mother bought that book for me. I loved it then. I love it now.

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  • jackson fineleeder (2/23/2018 8:25:00 AM)

    this suck sooo hard that it skeeted

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  • Allyson (12/13/2017 12:08:00 PM)

    I love poetry and James' poetry is amazingly beautiful.

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Best Poem of James Weldon Johnson

The Creation

And God stepped out on space,
And he looked around and said:
I'm lonely--
I'll make me a world.

And far as the eye of God could see
Darkness covered everything,
Blacker than a hundred midnights
Down in a cypress swamp.

Then God smiled,
And the light broke,
And the darkness rolled up on one side,
And the light stood shining on the other,
And God said: That's good!

Then God reached out and took the light in his hands,
And God rolled the light around in his hands
Until he made the sun;
And he set that sun a-blazing in the heavens.

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Listen, Lord: A Prayer

O Lord, we come this morning
Knee-bowed and body-bent
Before Thy throne of grace.
O Lord--this morning--
Bow our hearts beneath our knees,
And our knees in some lonesome valley.
We come this morning--
Like empty pitchers to a full fountain,
With no merits of our own.

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