That Justice Is A Blind Goddess Is

What Happens To A Dream Deferred? Does It Dry Up Like A Raisin In The Sun? ... Or Does It Explode?

Let America Be America, Where Equality Is In The Air We Breathe.

To Some People Love Is Given, To Others Only Heaven.

Negroes - Sweet And Docile, Meek, Humble, And Kind: Beware The Day - They Change Their Mind.

As Long As What Is Is-and Georgia Is Georgia-i Will Take Harlem For Mine. At Least, If Trouble Comes, I Will Have My Own Window To Shoot From.