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Poem For A Lady Whose Voice I Like BY NIKKI GIOVANNI
so he said: you ain’t got no talent
if you didn’t have a face
you wouldn’t be nobody and she said: god created heaven and earth
and all that’s Black within them
so he said: you ain’t really no hot shit
they tell me plenty sisters
take care better business than you and she said: on the third day he made chitterlings
and all good things to eat
and said: “that’s good” so he said: if the white folks hadn’t been under
yo skirt and been giving you the big play
you’d a had to come on uptown like everybody else and she replied: then he took a big Black greasy rib
from adam and said we will call this woeman and her
name will be sapphire and she will divide into four parts
that simone may sing a song and he said: you pretty full of yourself ain’t chu
so she replied: show me someone not full of herself
and i’ll show you a hungry person Nikki Giovanni, “Poem For A Lady Whose Voice I Like” from The Selected Poems of Nikki Giovanni. Copyright © 1996 by Nikki Giovanni. Used with the permission of HarperCollins Publishers. Source: The Collected Poetry of Nikki Giovanni (2003)
Malvina Reynolds - Little Boxes Lyrics Play "Weeds" on Amazon Music Unlimited (ad)
Little boxes on the hillside, Little boxes made of ticky tacky Little boxes on the hillside, Little boxes all the same, There's a green one and a pink one And a blue one and a yellow one And they're all made out of ticky tacky And they all look just the same. And the people in the houses All went to the university Where they were put in boxes And they came out all the same And there's doctors and lawyers And business executives And they're all made out of ticky tacky And they all look just the same. source: https://www.lyricsondemand.com/tvthemes/weedslyrics.html
Lyrics
My skin is black My arms are long My hair is woolly My back is strong Strong enough to take the pain Inflicted again and again What do they call me? My name is Aunt Sarah My name is Aunt Sarah, Aunt Sarah My skin is yellow My hair is long Between two worlds I do belong My father was rich and white He forced my mother late one night What do they call me? My name is Saffronia My name is Saffronia My skin is tan My hair is fine My hips invite you My mouth like wine Whose little girl am I? Anyone who has money to buy What do they call me? My name is Sweet Thing My name is Sweet Thing My skin is brown My manner is tough I'll kill the first mother I see My life has been rough I'm awfully bitter these days 'Cause my parents were slaves What do they call me? My name is Peaches Source: Musixmatch Songwriters: Nina Simone