Down Where I Am

 
Too many years
Beatin' at the door-
I done beat my
both fists sore.

Too many years
Tryin' to get up there-
Done broke my ankles down,
Got nowhere.

Too many years
Climbin' that hill,
'Bout out of breath.
I got my fill.

I'm gonna plant my feet
On solid ground.
If you want to see me,
Come down. 
               -Langston Hughes
        
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