Into the hands of these men the Southern laborers, white and black, have fallen; and this to their sorrow.
W.E.B. Du Bois: “Into the hands of these men the Southern laborers, white and black, have fallen; and this to their sorrow.”
Editor's note · Context
This passage from "The Souls of Black Folk" laments the exploitation faced by both white and black Southern laborers under the new industrial leadership.
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Hear my cry, O God the Reader; vouchsafe that this my book fall not still-born into the world wilderness.
But whichever it is, the meaning is always clear: that sometime, somewhere, men will judge men by their souls and not by their skins.
So long as the world stands meekly dumb before such questions, shall this nation proclaim its ignorance and unhallowed prejudices by denying freedom of opportunity to those who brought the Sorrow Songs to the Seats of the Mighty?
Let the ears of a guilty people tingle with truth, and seventy millions sigh for the righteousness which exalteth nations, in this drear day when human brotherhood is mockery and a snare.