I, Too, Sing America

I, Too, Sing America
By Langstone Hughes

I, too, sing America.
I am the darker brother.
They send me to eat in the kitchen
When company comes,
But I laugh,
And eat well,
And grow strong.

Tomorrow,
I‘ll be at the table
When company comes.
Nobody´ll dare
Say to me,
"Eat in the kitchen,"
Then.

Besides,
They‘ll see how beautiful I am
And be ashamed—

I, too, am America.

I just had to post this old poem as Obama is taking the seat of the American president. Gives it a new meaning!