I Write Because I Am A Black

Let's Tell The Truth To People. When People Ask, 'how Are You?' Have The Nerve Sometimes To Answer Truthfully. You Must Know, However, That People Will Start Avaoiding You Because, They, Too, Have Knees That Pain Them And Heads That Hurt And They Don't Want To Know About Yours. But Think Of It This Way: If People Avoid You, You Will Have More Time To Meditate And Do Fine Research On A Cure For Whatever Truly Afflicts You.

I Am A Child Of God. I Always Carry That With Me.

Whether You Are Happy Or Whether You Are Sad, It Is Wise To Remember You Are Really In Process.

In All The World, There Is No Heart For Me Like Yours. In All The World, There Is No Love For You Like Mine.

Christians Already? It Seems To Me That It Takes A Lifetime Of Work.