The Day-Breakers in  General   

We are not come to wage a strife
With swords upon this hill,
It is not wise to waste the life
Against a stubborn will.
Yet would we die as some have done.
Beating a way for the rising sun.

By Arna Bontemps

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Other poems by Arna Bontemps:

• A Black Man Talks of Reaping
• God Give to Men
• Length of Moon
• Nocturne of the Wharves
• Reconnaissance
• Southern Mansion
• The Day-Breakers