Never Love With All Your Heart, It

Never Love With All Your Heart, It Only Ends In Aching.

Give But A Grain Of The Heart's Rich Seed, Confine Some Under Cover, And When Love Goes, Bid Him God-speed. And Find Another Lover.

I Doubt Not God Is Good, Well-meaning, Kind

Quaint, Outlandish Heathen Gods Black Men Fashion Out Of Rods

Ever At Thy Glowing Altar Must My Heart Grow Sick And Falter, Wishing He I Served Were Black.