Cross

Cross

My old mans a white old man

And my old mothers 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,

Im 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 were Im going to die,

Being neither white nor black?

Langston Hughes