I Stuck My Head Out The Window

Well, When Christ Comes Back This Time, I Hope He Comes Back Mad His Own Self. I Hope He Drives The Jim Crowers Out Of Their High Places, Every Living Last One Of Them From Washington To Texas.

I Have Discovered In Life That There Are Ways Of Getting Almost Anywhere You Want To Go, If You Really Want To Go.

We Younger Negro Artists Who Create Now Intend To Express Our Individual Dark-skinned Selves Without Fear Or Shame. If White People Are Pleased We Are Glad. If They Aren?t It Doesn?t Matter.

Go Home And Write / A Page Tonight. / And Let That Page Come Out Of You - / Then, It Will Be True.

I'm So Tired Of Waiting, Aren't You, For The World To Become Good And Beautiful And Kind?