No, I'm not Byron, it's my role
To be an undiscovered wonder,
Like him, a persecuted wand'rer,
But furnished with a Russian soul.
I started sooner, sooner ending,
My mind will never reach so high;
Within my soul, beyond the mending,
My shattered aspirations lie:
Dark ocean answer me, can any
Plumb all your depth with skillful trawl?
Who will explain me to the many?
I... perhaps God? No one at all?
About author
- Author's profession: Poet
- Nationality: russian
- Born: October 15, 1814
- Died: July 27, 1841
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I, too, sing America. I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen. When company comes, But I laugh, And eat well, And grow strong. Tomorrow, 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