Deep in the secret chambers of my heart I muse my life-long hate, and without flinch I bear it nobly as I live my part.
The White City, lines 2-4
The shivering birds beneath the eaves Have sheltered for the night.Claude McKay
Oh, I must keep my heart inviolate Against the potent poison of your hate.Claude McKay
I have forgotten much, but still remember The poinsiana's red, blood-red in warm December.Claude McKay
Like men we’ll face the murderous, cowardly pack, Pressed to the wall, dying, but fighting back!Claude McKay
And, hungry for the old, familiar ways, I turned aside and bowed my head and wept.Claude McKay
I know the dark delight of being strange, The penalty of difference in the crowd, The loneliness of wisdom among foolsClaude McKay
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