My old man's a white old man
And my old mother's black.
If ever I cursed my white old man
I take my curses back.
If ever I cursed my black old mother
And wished she were in hell,
I'm sorry for that evil wish
And now I wish her well
My old man died in a fine big house.
My ma died in a shack.
I wonder where I'm going to die,
Being neither white nor black?
This a great piece. I had a connection with this as i am neither white nor black
This man lives on in his poetry. Very nicely written. Let us do away with any form of racism and discrimination Poetry is a great way to teach wisdom.
Reading Langston Hughes now, in an age where a mixed race man has become president of the United States and where something he was so sure would never happen, has happened gives these poems a new and bittersweet resonance. i love Langston's honesty and vivid use of language. i hope he can see how far the world has come. blessings.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When I originally read this poem I also focused on the racial message. However, after studying the poem more carefully I concluded that 'race' was not the subject, rather it was the container stored the lesson. To me, the person in the poem was apologizing to his dead parents for blaming them for his life that was bitter because he wasn't accepted by blacks or whites. As he grew in understanding he realized that only 'he' was responsible for his success or lack thereof in this life. So the message to me is to fight the urge to 'blame' someone else for your problems and take complete ownership of your life.