Democracy Will Not Come Today, This Year

When A Man Starts Out To Build A World, He Starts First With Himself

Misery Is When You Heard On The Radio That The Neighborhood You Live In Is A Slum But You Always Thought It Was Home.

Believing Everything She Read In The Daily News, (no In-between To Choose) She Thought That Only One Side Won, Not That Both Might Lose.

For Poems Are Like Rainbows; They Escape You Quickly.

Both Of Them Were Very Good And Kind - The One Who Went To Church And The One Who Didn't. And No Doubt From Them I Learned To Like Both Christians And Sinners Equally Well.