I, Too, Sing America

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.

My poetry:
I, too, sing America
Of the great country that had its flag held high
high in the open sky
a flag so strong I wish I can call it mine

Today I see no shame
Tomorrow I will take the blame
Standing up for my countries' will
For with me they will have power

Besides,
They'll see how beautiful I am
And be ashamed--

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