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When I Were A Young Man, I Used To Play Baseball And Steal Bases Just Like Jackie Robinson. If The Empire Would Rule Me Out, I Would Get Mad And Hit The Empire.

Gather Out Of Star-dust, Earth-dust, Cloud-dust, Storm-dust, And Splinters Of Hail, One Handful Of Dream-dust, Not For Sale.

This Morning I Paid Seventy Cents For Two Little Old Dried-up Slivers Of Bacon And One Cockeyed Egg. It Took Me Till Noon To Get My Appetite Back.

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.

Let America Be America Again. Let It Be The Dream It Used To Be.