An Ode for the African American Maid

                 MADAM to MADAM

I worked for a woman, She wasn’t mean–

But she had a twelve-room House to clean.

Had to get breakfast, Dinner, and supper, too– Then take care of her children When I got through.

Wash, iron, and scrub, Walk the dog around– It was too much, Nearly broke me down.

I said, Madam, Can it be You trying to make a Pack-horse out of me?

She opened her mouth. She cried, Oh, no! You know, Alberta, I love you so!

I said, Madam, That may be true– But I’ll be dogged If I love you!

                                                                                                              —–Langston Hughes
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