Hungry Men Have No Respect For Law,

All Peoples Are Struggling To Blast A Way Through The Industrial Monopoly Of Races And Nations, But The Negro As A Whole Has Failed To Grasp Its True Significance And Seems To Delight In Filling Only That Place Created For Him By The White Man.

Great Principles, Great Ideals Know No Nationality.

The Black Skin Is Not A Badge Of Shame, But Rather A Glorious Symbol Of National Greatness.

A People Without The Knowledge Of Their Past History, Origin And Culture Is Like A Tree Without Roots.

Look For Me In The Whirlwind Or The Storm.