This poem also appear in The Liberator (July, 1921): [*] Claude McKay Enslaved The Liberator (July, 1921): 6 .
Oh when I think of my long-suffering race,*
For weary centuries despised, oppressed,
Enslaved and lynched, denied a human place
In the great life line of the Christian West;
And in the Black Land disinherited,
Robbed in the ancient country of its birth, —*
My heart grows sick with hate, becomes as lead,
For this my race that has no home on earth my race, my race, outcast upon the earth* .
Then from the dark depths of my soul I cry
To the avenging angel to consume
The white man's world of wonders utterly:
Let it be swallowed up in earth's vast womb,
Or upward roll as sacrificial smoke
To liberate my people from its yoke!