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Poem by Countee Cullen


Incident


Once riding in old Baltimore,
Heart-filled, head-filled with glee;
I saw a Baltimorean
Keep looking straight at me.

Now I was eight and very small,
And he was no whit bigger,
And so I smiled, but he poked out
His tongue, and called me, Nigger.

I saw the whole of Balimore
From May until December;
Of all the things that happened there
Thats all that I remember.



Countee Cullen


Countee Cullen's other poems:
  1. She of the Dancing Feet Sings
  2. Youth Sings a Song of Rosebuds
  3. Karenge Ya Marenge
  4. The Wakeupworld
  5. From the Dark Tower


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