Who Has Ever Stopped To Think Of

When I Die, The Consciousness I Carry I Will To Black People. May They Pick Me Apart And Take The Useful Parts, The Sweet Meat Of My Feelings. And Leave The Bitter Bullshit Rotten White Parts Alone.

A Rich Man Told Me Recently That A Liberal Is A Man Who Tells Other People What To Do With Their Money.

And Now Each Night, I Count The Stars. And Each Night I Get The Same Number. And When The Stars Won't Come To Be Counted, I Count The Holes They Leave.

A Man Is Either Free Or He Is Not.

The Artist's Role Is To Raise The Consciousness Of The People. To Make Them Understand Life, The World And Themselves More Completely. That's How I See It. Otherwise, I Don't Know Why You Do It.