I Am Inside Someone Who Hates Me.

Poetry Is Music, And Nothing But Music. Words With Musical Emphasis.

If You Are Black, The Only Roads Into The Mainland Of American Life Are Through Subservience, Cowardice, And Loss Of Manhood. These Are The White Man's Roads.

A Man Is Either Free Or He Is Not. There Cannot Be Any Apprenticeship For Freedom.

I Am Inside Someone Who Hates Me. I Look Out From His Eyes.

What Is Lost Because It Is Most Precious What Is Most Precious Because It Is Lost