PoemLonesome Place
Author / PoetLangston Hughes

I got to leave this town.
It’s a lonesome place.
Got to leave this town cause
It’s a lonesome place.
A po’, po’ boy can’t
Find a friendly face.

Goin’ down to de river
Flowin’ deep an’ slow.
Goin’ down to de river
Deep an’ slow-
Cause there ain’t no worries
Where de waters go.

I’m weary, weary,
Weary, as I can be.
Weary, weary,
Weary as can be.
This life’s so weary,
‘S’ bout to overcome me.

Langston Hughes
Langston Hughes
1 Feb 1902 - 22 May 1967
Movement: Harlem Renaissance
Awards: Anisfield-Wolf Book Award

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