Quotation by Helene Johnson

Ah, little road, brown as my race is brown,
Your trodden beauty like our trodden pride,
Dust of the dust, they must not bruise you down.
Rise to one brimming golden, spilling cry!
Helene Johnson (b. 1907), U.S. poet. The Road (l. 5–8). . .

Poetry of the Negro, The, 1746–1970. Langston Hughes and Arna Bontemps, eds. (Rev. ed., 1970) Doubleday & Company.
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