in Harlem by Robery W. Kelley/LIFE |
Dinner Guest: Me (attrib. 1967)
I know I am
The Negro Problem
Being winded and dined,
Lucian Freud Reflection 1967 |
That come to white mind
Which seeks demurely
To probe in polite way
The why and wherewithal
Of darkens U.S.A. -
Wondering how things got this way
In current democratic night,
Murmuring gently
Over fraises du bois,
"I'm so ashamed of being white."
...
To be a Problem on
Park Avenue at eight
Is not so bad.
Solutions to the Problem,
Of course, wait.
- From The Collected Poems of Langston Hughes
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