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Back in Cullen’s time–in the ‘20s–racism was a huge issue, causing many Harlem Renaissance poets like him and Langston Hughes to emerge. This poem uses simple words and ideas to convey a great message to us readers: slavery and other racial issues may be far back in history, but under close inspecti...
Once riding in old Baltimore,
Heart-filled, head-filled with glee,
I saw a Baltimorean
Keep looking straight at me.
Now I was eight and very small,
And he was no whit bigger,
And so I smiled, but he poked out
His tongue, and called me, 'Nigger.'
I saw the whole of Baltimore
From May until December;
Of all the things that happened there
That's all that I remember.