Mr. Africa Poetry Lounge!

I look at the world

I look then at the silly walls
Through dark eyes in a dark face -
And this is what I know:
That all these walls oppression builds
Will have to go!

I look at my own body
With eyes no longer blind -
And I see that my own hands can make
The world that's in my mind.
Then let us hurry, comrades,
The road to find.

Written by Langston Hughes (1902-1967)