If I was President The first thing I would do is call Mumia Abu—Jamal. No, if I was president

Word reaches us that you are sleeping, sleeping. Dismayed we have turned to the sea. We encounter among others

When they torture your mother plant a tree When they torture your father plant a tree When they torture your brother

I said to Poetry:"I’m finished with you." Having to almost die before some wierd light comes creeping through

To change the world enough you must cease to be afraid of the poor. We experience your fear as the lea… humiliations; in the past

How can Humanity look the deer in the face? How can I,

When you thought me poor, my poverty was shaming. When blackness was unwelcome we found it best that I stay home.

When the people have won a victory whether small or large do you ever wonder

I have a friend who is turning gray, not just her hair, and I do not know why this is so.