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  1. With your hands of greed seeking to touch my throat, I dare you to come one step nearer me: When you can say that. you will be free! Langston Hughes, "You and your whole race" from (New Haven: Beinecke Library, Yale University, ) Source: Poetry (January 2009) This Poem Appears In. Read Issue.

  2. Poem You And Your Whole Race by Langston Hughes : You and your whole race. Look down upon the town in which you live And be ashamed. Look down upon whit

  3. You and your whole race by Langston Hughes: poem analysis. Home. langston-hughes. Analyses. This is an analysis of the poem You and your whole race that begins with: You and your whole race. Look down upon the town in which you live... Elements of the verse: questions and answers.

  4. My boy, not of your will nor mine You keep the mountain pass and wait, Restless, for evil gold to shine And hold you to your fate. A stronger Hand than yours gave you The lawless sword—you know not why. That you must live is all too true, And other men must die. My boy, be brigand if you must, But face the traveller in your track:

  5. You and your whole race., by Langston Hughes | poems, essays, and short stories in Poeticous. Langston Hughes. You and your whole race. Look down upon the town in which you live. And be ashamed. Look down upon white folks. And upon yourselves. And be ashamed. That such supine poverty exists there, That such stupid ignorance breeds children there.

  6. "You and Your Whole Race" by Langston Hughes is a provocative and critical poem that addresses themes of racial prejudice, discrimination, and the desire for social justice. Through its direct language and powerful imagery, the poem confronts the issue of racial inequality head-on and calls for change.

  7. You and your whole race by Langston Hughes. You and your whole race. Look down upon the town in which you live. And be ashamed. Look down upon white folks. And upon yourselves. And be ashamed. That such supine poverty exists there, That such stupid ignorance breeds children there. Behind such humble shelters of despair—