I'll Never Live To Write All The

I Would Enjoy Having Dinner With The Poet/playwright Derek Walcott.

Yes, She Is The Fruit That Will Sustain Me And Yes, She Brings A Rain That I Know Can Chill But It Is A Rain So Sweet And Sings A Song My Soul Insists That I Follow, If I Would Exist As More Than I Have Ever, Ever Been If My Mother Calls It Evil, Then I Embrace The Sin

What Did I Do? I Walked Into A Drugstore To Look For Some Mints, And Then I Walked Out. What Was Wrong With That? I Didn't Kill Mr. Nesbitt.

If What I Read Doesn't Reflect My Life - Whether I'm Gay Or Latino Or On Welfare - Doesn't That Really Mean That My Life Is Not Valuable?

Forever In Your Arms Is Where I Want To Be Holding You Close Within The Space That Once Held Only Me... Forever In Your Warmth The Place For Me And You I Feel The Sun Our Life's Just Begun I Know You Feel It Too