When I was a chile we used to play,
"One-two-buckle my shoe!"
and things like that. But now, Lord,
listen at them little varmits!
By what sends
the white kids
I ain't sent:
I know I can't
be President.
There is two thousand children
in this block, I do believe!
What don't bug
them white kids
sure bugs me:
We knows everybody
ain't free!
Some of these young ones is cert'ly bad-
One batted a hard ball right through my window
and my gold fish et the glass.
What's written down
for white folks
ain't for us a-tall:
"Liberty And Justice-
Huh-For All."
Oop-pop-a-da!
Skee! Dadle-de-do!
Be-bop!
Salt'peanuts!
De-dop!
-Langston Hughes-