A Black Pierrot
by Langston Hughes

I am a black pierrot: She did not love me,
So I crept away into the night and the night was black, too.
I am a black pierrot: She did not love me,
So I wept until the red dawn dripped blood over the eastern hills
and my heart was bleeding, too.
I am a black pierrot: She did not love me,
So with my once gay colored soul shrunken like a balloon without air,
I went forth in the morning to seek a new brown love.
I went forth in the morning to seek a new brown love.
I went forth in the morning, I went forth in the morning,
I went forth in the morning to seek a new brown love.