I must not gaze at them although <br />Your eyes are dawning day; <br />I must not watch you as you go <br />Your sun-illumined way; <br /> <br />I hear but I must never heed <br />The fascinating note, <br />Which, fluting like a river reed, <br />Comes from your trembing throat; <br /> <br />I must not see upon your face <br />Love's softly glowing spark; <br />For there's the barrier of race, <br />You're fair and I am dark.<br /><br />Claude McKay<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-barrier-2/
