Sweet and docile,
Meek, humble and kind:
Beware the day
They change their mind!
In the cotton fields,
Beware the hour
It uproots trees!
They change their mind! Wind In the cotton fields, Gentle Breeze: Beware the hour It uproots trees! this warning is real.. tony
This one always makes me feel sad. At times, because of mental health issues, I can have trouble controlling my anger. I hate that sometimes I make people feel afraid or wary. This poem invoked the same feeling, only in regard to race relations. I understand it very well. Another thing that makes Hughes great - he can get you to feel what he wants you to feel.
It might mean beware of the tornado for it says it uproots trees. I really like it
Caveat lector! Caveat!
This is one of the poems where what it says is actually y not the meaning. This poem is about black people during slavery they we r slaves; sweet docile humble and kind. Now here is the warning warning the whites that they will stand up for their rights which they did
a poetic caution to everyone to beware the wind of change.