Think you I am not fiend and savage too? Think you I could not arm me with a gun And shoot down ten of you for every one Of my black brothers murdered, burnt by you? Be not deceived, for every deed you do I could match - out-match: am I not Afric's son, Black of that black land where black deeds are done? But the Almighty from the darkness drew My soul and said: Even thou shalt be a light Awhile to burn on the benighted earth, Thy dusky face I set among the white For thee to prove thyself of higher worth; Before the world is swallowed up in night, To show thy little lamp: go forth, go forth! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE COAT OF FIRE by EDITH SITWELL THE MARIPOSA LILY by INA DONNA COOLBRITH ENGLAND (2) by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE SOTTO VOCE; TO EDWARD THOMAS by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE SONNET by ALICE RUTH MOORE DUNBAR-NELSON HUGH SELWYN MAUBERLEY: 9. MR. NIXON by EZRA POUND |