I, Too, Sing America

I, too, sing America

I am the darker brother

They send me to eat in the kitchen

When company comes

But I laugh,

       —and eat well

                                    —and grow strong

Tomorrow

I'll be at the table

when company comes

Nobody'll dare 

Say to me

"Eat in the kitchen," 

Then

Besides, 

They'll see how beautiful I am

       —and be ashamed

I, too, am America