Humor Is When The Joke's On You

A World I Dream Where Black Or White, Whatever Race You Be, Will Share The Bounties Of The Earth And Every Man Is Free.

I Asked You, Baby, If You Understood- You Told Me That You Didn't, But You Thought You Would.

When Poems Stop Talking About The Moon And Begin To Mention Poverty, Trade Unions, Color, Color Lines And Colonies, Somebody Tells The Police.

Let America Be America Again. Let It Be The Dream It Used To Be.

Democracy Will Not Come Today, This Year Nor Ever Through Compromise And Fear.