The White Man Pays Reverend Martin Luther

I Have Often Reflected Upon The New Vistas That Reading Has Opened To Me. I Knew Right There In Prison That Reading Had Changed Forever The Course Of My Life. As I See It Today, The Ability To Read Awoke Inside Me Some Long Dormant Craving To Be Mentally Alive.

It"s Good To Keep Wide-open Ears And Listen To What Everybody Else Has To Say, But When You Come To Make A Decision, You Have To Weigh All Of What You"ve Heard On Its Own, And Place It Where It Belongs, And Come To A Decision For Yourself; You"ll Never Regret It. But If You Form The Habit Of Taking What Someone Else Says About A Thing Without Checking It Out For Yourself, You"ll Find That Other People Will Have You Hating Your Friends And Loving Your Enemies.

At The Bottom Of The Social Heap Is The Black Man In The Big-city Ghetto. He Lives Night And Day With The Rats And The Cockroaches And Drowns Himself With Alcohol And Anesthetizes Himself With Dope, To Try And Forget Where And What He Is. That Negro Has Given Up All Hope. He's The Hardest One For Us To Reach, Because He's The Deepest In The Mud. But When You Get Him, You've Got The Best Kind Of Muslim. I Look Upon Myself As A Prime Example Of This Category - As Graphic An Example As You Could Find Of The Salvation Of The Black Man.

Each Of Us Should Make The Most Of Our Lives. We Should Give Life Our Best-let Us Use Our Lives More Wisely To Chase Our Dreams, Find Our True Purpose, And Be As Happy And Successful As Possible.

Since Integration Is So Slow, And The White Man Knows The Problem Must Be Solved, The Only Thing That He Can Do Tomorrow Is, Is Separate, Because We're Already Separated.