All I Was Trying To Do Was

Victory Or Defeat? It Is The Slogan Of All-powerful Militarism In Every Belligerent Nation. And Yet, What Can Victory Bring To The Proletariat?

When That White Driver Stepped Back Toward Us, When He Waved His Hand And Ordered Us Up And Out Of Our Seats, I Felt A Determination Cover My Body Like A Quilt On A Winter Night.

I Would Like To Be Known As A Person Who Is Concerned About Freedom And Equality And Justice And Prosperity For All People.

Knowing What Must Be Done Does Away With Fear.

I Was Ready To Die But Give My Consent Never. Never, Never.