For a Preacher

Vanity of vanities,
All is vanity; yea,
Even the rod He flayed you with
Crumbled and turned to clay.

Credit

This poem is in the public domain.

Author

Countee Cullen

Born on May 30, 1903, in New York City, Countee Cullen was one of the most important voices of the Harlem Renaissance

Date Published

01/01/1925