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Poem by Claude McKay


America


Although she feeds me bread of bitterness,
And sinks into my throat her tigers tooth,
Stealing my breath of life, I will confess
I love this cultured hell that tests my youth!
Her vigor flows like tides into my blood,
Giving me strength erect against her hate.
Her bigness sweeps my being like a flood.
Yet as a rebel fronts a king in state,
I stand within her walls with not a shred
Of terror, malice, not a word of jeer.
Darkly I gaze into the days ahead,
And see her might and granite wonders there,
Beneath the touch of Times unerring hand,
Like priceless treasures sinking in the sand.



Claude McKay


Claude McKay's other poems:
  1. Enslaved
  2. Harlem Shadows
  3. Outcast
  4. Thirst
  5. Through Agony


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Sydney Dobell America ("Nor force nor fraud shall sunder us! O ye")
  • Bayard Taylor America ("FORESEEN in the vision of sages")
  • Henry Van Dyke America ("I love thine inland seas")
  • Ella Wilcox America ("I am the refuge of all the oppressed")

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