Keep Your Hand On The Plow. Hold

Gather Up In The Arms Of Your Love—those Who Expect No Love From Above.

Let America Be The Dream The Dreamers Dreamed - Let It Be That Great Strong Land Of Love Where Never Kings Connive Nor Tyrants Scheme That Any Man Be Crushed By One Above.

In The Spring Rain, The Pond And The River Become One. Into Every Life Some Rain Must Fall. Usually When Your Car Windows Are Down. It Raineth On The Just And The Unjust Alike, But The Unjust Stealeth The Just's Umbrella Let The Rain Kiss You. Let The Rain Beat Upon Your Head With Silver Liquid Drops. Let The Rain Sing You A Lullaby.

There's A Certain Amount Of Traveling In A Dream Deferred.

We Negro Writers, Just By Being Black, Have Been On The Blacklist All Our Lives. Censorship For Us Begins At The Color Line.