Usually When People Are Sad, They Don't

Its The Hinge That Squeaks That Gets The Grease

By Looking Upon Themselves As Human Beings, Their Whiteness To Them Isn't The Yardstick Of Perfection Or Honor Or Anything Else. And, Therefore, This Creates Within Them An Attitude That Is Different From The Attitude Of The White That You Meet Here In America, And It Was In Mecca That I Realized That White Is Actually An Attitude More So Than It's A Color.

In Order For A Man To Really Understand Himself He Must Be Part Of A Nation; He Must Have Some Land Of His Own, A God Of His Own, A Language Of His Own. Most Of All He Must Have Love And Devotion For His Own Kind.

Here I Am, Back In Mecca. I Am Still Traveling, Trying To Broaden My Mind, For I've Seen Too Much Of The Damage Narrow-mindedness Can Make Of Things, And When I Return Home To America, I Will Devote What Energies I Have To Repairing The Damage.

I Think There Are Plenty Of Good People In America, But There Are Also Plenty Of Bad People In America And The Bad Ones Are The Ones Who Seem To Have All The Power And Be In These Positions To Block Things That You And I Need.