Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE DON'T-CARE NEGRO, by JOSEPH SEAMON COTTER SR.


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THE DON'T-CARE NEGRO, by                
First Line: Neber min' what's in your cran'um
Last Line: So you's six foot under groun'.


Neber min' what's in your cran'um
So your collar's high an' true.
Neber min' what's in your pocket
So de blackin's on your shoe.

Neber min' who keeps you comp'ny
So he halfs up what he's tuk.
Neber min' what way you's gwine
So you's gwine away frum wuk.

Neber min' de race's troubles
So you profits by dem all.
Neber min' your leaders' stumblin'
So you he'ps to mak' dem fall.

Neber min' what's true tomorrow
So you libes a dream today.
Neber min' what tax is levied
So it's not on craps or play.

Neber min' how hard you labors
So you does it to de en'
Dat de judge is boun' to sen' you
An' your record to de "pen."

Neber min' your manhood's risin'
So you habe a way to stay it.
Neber min' folks' good opinion
So you habe a way to slay it.

Neber min' man's why an' wharfo'
So de world is big an' roun'
Neber min' whar next you's gwine to
So you's six foot under groun'.





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