I, too, sing America.

I am the darker brother.

They send me to eat in the kitchen When company comes, But I laugh,

And eat well,

And grow strong.

Tomorrow, I’ll be at the table

When company comes.

Nobody’ll dare Say to me, “Eat in the kitchen,”

Then.

Besides, They’ll see how beautiful I am And be ashamed— I, too, am America.

by Langston Hughes

Published 1926

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