by FolkSingerCork, IrelandApr 20183 comments

America by Claude McKay

Although she feeds me bread of bitterness,
And sinks into my throat her tiger’s tooth,
Stealing my breath of life, I will confess
I love this cultured hell that tests my youth.
Her vigor flows like tides into my blood,
Giving me strength erect against her hate,
Her bigness sweeps my being like a flood.
Yet, as a rebel fronts a king in state,
I stand within her walls with not a shred
Of terror, malice, not a word of jeer.
Darkly I gaze into the days ahead,
And see her might and granite wonders there,
Beneath the touch of Time’s unerring hand,
Like priceless treasures sinking in the sand.
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Posted: Apr 2018
About this poem:
A black immigrants view of the US in the '20s, powerful and thought provoking. Have we really moved on? You could swap out the title with any other country and still the poem would make sense. That's indicative of the harsh reality of 21st century living

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I don't know how black are treated around the world compared to how they are treated in America, but if their treatment is the same, which I highly doubt, then that is bad.bartender
Hey Folksinger ........I have never heard of this person but I feel these words .......thanks for sharing .......Regards NU grin
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Mac, you expressed the most powerful sentiment and a question that validates the bias and prejudices expounded on this poem.

Being a King from his place of origin, he is a hypocrite because I am sure his people are treated way far worse than what they have received on here in the 21st century.

If I may say from my travels, America treats its people in general as equal regardless of sex, race and or belief. (Exception of the muslim not allowed to come to our country today because of the danger of terrorism).

So this poem is colluded with so much ingenuity of hypocrisy.
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