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Harlem bar in 1920

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Bessie Smith
A Blues Diva

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A famous painting my Jacob Lawrence. He is committed to family and church. The importance of church. That's why he made the church standout.

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This was a major movement through out the United States

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Children learning to dance to the music

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This poem is about his feelings towards racism

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When lynching in the south was a popular attraction.

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Women dancers at the Cotton Club

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National Association for the advancement of colored people

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Stormy Blues

I’ve been down so long. That down don't worry me
I've been down so long. That down don't worry me
I just sit and wonder. Where can my good man be
When it rains in here. It's storming on the sea
When it rains in here. It's storming on the sea
Every time I come here. Everything happens to me
I lose my man. I lose my head. I lose my money
Feel like I'm almost dead. I need you honey
Need you bad as can be. I've been down so long
That down don't worry me

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America

Although she feeds me bread of bitterness,
And sinks into my throat her tiger's tooth,
Stealing my breath of life, I will confess
I love this cultured hell that tests my youth!
Her vigor flows like tides into my blood,
Giving me strength erect against her hate.
Her bigness sweeps my being like a flood.
Yet as a rebel fronts a king in state,
I stand within her walls with not a shred
Of terror, malice, not a word of jeer.
Darkly I gaze into the days ahead,
And see her might and  wonders there,
Beneath the touch of Time's unerring hand,
Like priceless treasures sinking in the sand