I am the darker brother.
They send me to eat in the kitchen
When company comes,
But I laugh,
And I eat well,
And grow strong.
Tommorrow,
I'll be at the table
When company comes.
Nobody, ll dare
Say to me,
'Eat in the kitchen, '
Then.
Besides,
They'll see how beautiful I am
And be ashamed
I, too, am America.
-Langston Hughes,1925
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