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I went down to the river, I set down on the bank. I tried to think but couldn't, So I jumped in and sank. I came up once and hollered! I came up twice and cried! If that water hadn't a-been so cold I might've sunk and died. But it was Cold in that water! It was cold! I took the elevator Sixteen floors above the ground. I thought about my baby And thought I would jump down. I stood there and I hollered! I stood there and I cried! If it hadn't a-been so high I might've jumped and died. But it was High up there! It was high! So since I'm still here livin', I guess I will live on. I could've died for love-- But for livin' I was born Though you may hear me holler, And you may see me cry-- I'll be dogged, sweet baby, If you gonna see me die. Life is fine! Fine as wine! Life is fine! ~Langston Hughes |
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As corny as it sounds, I seriously read this whenever I feel depressed: It has a very moving power to it. Langston Hughes wrote alot in reflection of the hardships slaves, immigrants, and natives went through. He wrote to let the world know that no matter what happens, we've been through alot worse. I read this poem and realize that nothing's worth crying ("dying") or giving up over. I've been through alot of bullsh*t and I've made it this far - whenever something bad happens and I wanna give up (whether it be my DC English essay or a personal relationsip), I remember that I always smile after I cry... "So since I'm still here livin', I guess I will live on..." |
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