Life Is A System Of Half-truths And

I Do Not Want No Pretty Woman. First Thing You Know, You Fall In Love With Her-then You Got To Kill Somebody About Her. She'll Make You So Jealous, You'll Bust!

My Seeking Has Been To Explain And Illuminate The Negro Condition In America And Obliquely That Of All Human Kind.

Politics In Any Country In The World Is Dangerous. For The Poet, Politics In Any Country Had Better Be Disguised As Poetry. Politics Can Be The Graveyard Of The Poet. And Only Poetry Can Be His Resurrection.

Hang Yourself, Poet, In Your Own Words. Otherwise, You Are Dead.

The Past Has Been A Mint Of Blood And Sorrow. That Must Not Be True Of Tomorrow.