I Doubt Not God Is Good, Well-meaning,

For We Must Be One Thing Or The Other, An Asset Or A Liability, The Sinew In Your Wing To Help You Soar, Or The Chain To Bind You To Earth.

Dame Poverty Gave Me My Name, And Pain Godfathered Me.

Whatever Lives Is Granted Breath But By The Grace And Sufferance Of Death.

Lord, Forgive Me If My Need Sometimes Shapes A Human Creed.

If I Am Going To Be A Poet At All, I Am Going To Be Poet And Not Negro Poet.