Dame Poverty Gave Me My Name, And

The Truth Is... Everything Counts. Everything. Everything We Do And Everything We Say. Everything Helps Or Hurts; Everything Adds To Or Takes Away From Someone Else.

If I Am Going To Be A Poet At All, I Am Going To Be Poet And Not Negro Poet.

Dame Poverty Gave Me My Name, And Pain Godfathered Me.

What Is Africa To Me: Copper Sun Or Scarlet Sea, Jungle Star Or Jungle Track, Strong Bronzed Men, Or Regal Black Women From Whose Loins I Sprang When The Birds Of Eden Sang?

Lord, I Fashion Dark Gods, Too, Daring Even To Give You Dark Despairing Features