In The Name Of Peace They Waged

The Catchword I Use With My Classes Is: The Authority Of The Writer Always Overcomes The Skepticism Of The Reader.

Style Has A Profound Meaning To Black Americans. If We Can’t Drive, We Will Invent Walks And The World Will Envy The Dexterity Of Our Feet. If We Can’t Have Ham, We Will Boil Chitterlings; If We Are Given Rotten Peaches, We Will Make Cobblers; If Given Scraps, We Will Make Quilts; Take Away Our Drums, And We Will Clap Our Hands. We Prove The Human Spirit Will Prevail. We Will Take What We Have To Make What We Need. We Need Confidence In Our Knowledge Of Who We Are.

I Do Not Understand Why Any Poet Or Writer Would Run For Office; That's A Different Sense Of Who You Are. I'm Just A Poet. I Am As Truthful As I Can Be. That Makes Me An Artist. I Heed The People; I Do Not Lead The People.

We Black Women Are The Single Group In The West Intact. And Anybody Can See We're Pretty Shaky. We Are, However (all Praises), The Only Group That Derives Its Identity From Itself.

The World Is Not A Pleasant Place To Be Without Someone To Hold And Be Held By.