I laid here for as long as I could before I decided I needed to write. I tossed and turned but had nothing to write about. After an hour of staring into the dark the words “I will be GOD when it comes to you” replayed themselves over and over in my restless mind. James Mercer Langston Hughes was everything I hope to one day become when it comes to writing. He was a poet, a playwrite and a columnist. He help charter the movement of the Harlem Renaissance, he was a heroin of his time for the African-American culture. A while back I was asked about the author or writer who motivated me to want to write and when I said Hughes I was introduced to “The Collected Works of Langston Hughes”, a book filled with nothing but poems of the late writer.
While there isn’t one poem I do not like there are some I simply love, but one in particular makes the hair on the back of my neck stand up every time I read it.
“I will take you heart.
I will take your soul out of your body as though I were God.
I will not be satisfied with the touch of your hand.
Nor the sweet of your lips alone.
I will take your heart for mine.
I will take your soul.
I will be God when it comes to you. ”
The debate has always come when the conversation of Hughes comes up among myself and other literary scholars, Who was Artina?? Some will argue that it was a woman others a man, which leads one to believe that he was gay. No matter who Artina is, this poem speaks volumes if you understand it.