African American Poetry (1870-1928): A Digital Anthology

Ferdinand L. Rousseve, "Dark Dreams" (1928)

Though blacker flows the blood within these veins
And darker-hued this welted human back,
A whiter soul I own than they who seek
To purge their sins upon a flaming pyre.
Though crinkled mat this hair upon my head,
And coarser features mark this face of night,-
I still can laugh with Fate and dream my dreams,
I still can dream my dreamsI 

Published in Saturday Evening Quill, June 1928

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