African American Poetry: A Digital Anthology

W.E. Dancer, "De Negro Problem" (1909)

I come all de way from Slav'ry,
   Up untwell dis present day;
Done stood all dese hardships brav❜ly,
   Now um guinter have my say.

Talk don't make de job no lesser,
   Rousing ev'rybody so;
'Course I aint no great big Fesser,
   But I knows how it should go.

Way ter start at dis here zample,
   Learn ter treat yo' neighbors right;
Pav yo' debts up good and ample,
   Dat will work it out er sight.

Hush dis talk 'bout soshal qual'ty,
   Dat will tek kere of hitself;
Own yo' homes so people can see,
   What you doing wid yo'self.

Teach all dem dats down below you,
   How you got up where you's at;
Dis gwine up by yo'self won't do,
   You can't git no where at dat.

Now you's gitten at de s'lution,
   Figger hard and den you'll find;
All don't come in contribution,
   So you git dat out yo' mind.

You must keep yo' mind in action,
   Busy working lak a jerm;
Dis don't work in common fraction,
   Complex Bud in ev'ry term.

He'p de man dat is yo' leader,
   Strive to he'p him ter succeed;
All of us can't be no reader,
   But let's lissen, den tek heed.

Aint dis problem working nicely,
   Placing figgers where dey fit;
I done thought dis thing out wisely,
   And I'll fetch de answer yit.

Bless yo' life, let's love one 'nother,
   Dat's de greatest thing uv all;
For de Lord done said,my brother,
   All dese 'vided house shall fall.

De answer lays twix dese two things,
   Moral character and love;
Around dese pints our blessing clings,
   God will send dem fum above.

Now when you gits firmly 'cided,
   And to God yo' done resolved;
All o' hopes in him confided,
   "Negro problem" den is solved.

Published in Colored American Magazine, July 1909
 

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