God Is Man Idealized.

I Am A Soul In The World: In The World Of My Soul The Whirled Light From The Day The Sacked Land Of My Father.

Words Have Users, But As Well, Users Have Words. And It Is The Users That Establish The World's Realities.

When I Die, The Consciousness I Carry I Will To Black People. May They Pick Me Apart And Take The Useful Parts, The Sweet Meat Of My Feelings. And Leave The Bitter Bullshit Rotten White Parts Alone.

An Evil Word It Is/ This Love.

The Attempt To Divide Art And Politics Is A Bourgeois Which Says Good Poetry, Art, Cannot Be Political, But Since Everything Is … Political, Even An Artist Or Work That Claims Not To Have Any Politics Is Making A Political Statement By That Act.