Oh, You Young People Act Like Old

Is That What They Call A Vocation, What You Do With Joy As If You Had Fire In Your Heart, The Devil In Your Body?

The Hate Directed Against The Colored People Here In St. Louis Has Always Given Me A Sad Feeling... How Can You Expect The World To Believe In You And Respect Your Preaching Of Democracy When You Yourself Treat Your Colored Brothers As You Do?

I Was A Devil In Other Countries, And I Was A Little Devil In America, Too.

One Day I Realized I Was Living In A Country Where I Was Afraid To Be Black. It Was Only A Country For White People. Not Black. So I Left. I Had Been Suffocating In The United States... A Lot Of Us Left, Not Because We Wanted To Leave, But Because We Couldn't Stand It Anymore... I Felt Liberated In Paris.

The Things We Truly Love Stay With Us Always, Locked In Our Hearts As Long As Life Remains.