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  1. You and your whole race. Look down upon the town in which y… And be ashamed. Look down upon white folks And upon yourselves

  2. This poetry taken from Langston Hughes's poetry "You and your whole race". it is made to get extra point for our poetry class..

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  3. 25 de jul. de 2023 · The last line of the poem is altered to show the transformation that has occurred. “I, too, am America.” “You and your Whole Race” is an insightful poem about slavery, race, and poverty. Throughout the poem, Langston expresses the wrong doings in the lives of black people in the time of their enslavement.

  4. 7 de fev. de 2024 · 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— That you yourselves have not the sense to care Nor the manhood to stand up and say I dare you to come one step nearer ...

  5. Langston Hughes wrote these simple poems* in 1930, as the Great Depression loomed in America. By the end of 1933, in the depths of the crisis, he had composed some of the harshest political verse ever penned by an American. These pieces include "Good Morning Revolution" and "Columbia," but above all, "Goodbye Christ."

  6. The first picture depicts a tense situation reflective of the Rodney King riots, where multiple people of color standing out of the building that caught witnesses of the fire and mainly ladies holding children, staring gravely at the camera in the 1990s that echoing the opening words of Langston Hughes' poem: "You and your whole race./Look down upon the town in which you live/And be ashamed ...

  7. Sometimes, the road was hot with the sun, But I had to keep on till my work was done: I had to keep on! No stopping for me -- I was the seed of the coming Free. I nourished the dream that nothing could smother Deep in my breast -- the Negro mother. I had only hope then , but now through you, Dark ones of today, my dreams must come true: All you ...