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

Georgia Douglas Johnson, "Companion" (1925)

No, never quite alone am I.
Of Ill why should I borrow?
No matter where my footsteps bend
There also follows sorrow.

And she has taught my lips to sing
A rapt and dauntless measure
While all the world goes envying
My mellow noted treasure.

No, I have never walked alone!
And as I face tomorrow,
If I am bereft of joy
I know there will be sorrow. 

Published in The Crisis, August 1925

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