Arna Bontemps

How dare anyone, parent, schoolteacher, or merely literary critic, tell me not to act colored. ↗

— Arna Bontemps

#anyone #colored #critic #dare #how

Is there something we have forgotten? Some precious thing we have lost, wandering in strange lands? ↗

— Arna Bontemps

#lands #lost #precious #precious thing #some

Let us keep the dance of rain our fathers kept and tread our dreams beneath the jungle sky. ↗

— Arna Bontemps

#dance #dreams #fathers #jungle #keep

Yet would we die as some have done, beating a way for the rising sun. ↗

— Arna Bontemps

#die #done #rising #some #sun