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

T. Thomas Fortune, "We Know No More" (1905)

I sometimes feel that life contains
   Nothing, in all its wealth, to pay
For half the sorrows and the pains
   That haunt our day.

Ambition lures us on and on,
   A dangerous and a treacherous guide!
With every vict'ry that is won
   Goes humbled pride!

And, still, we labor, love, and trust,
   And seek to conquer as we go!
We reap at last repose in dust—
   Naught else we know!

We leave the gewgaws of our power,
   The hearts that hate us, and adore!
And after life's distressing hour—
   We know no more!

Published in Dreams of Life, 1905
Also published in Colored American Magazine, April 1908

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