If my sorrow were deeper I’d be, along with you, under the ocean’s floor; but today I learn that the oil that pools beneath the ocean floor

Expect nothing. Live frugally On surprise. become a stranger To need of pity Or, if compassion be freely

Before I leave the stage I will sing the only song I was meant truly to sing. It is the song of I AM.

Knowing you might some day come and how unprepared I’ve always been like Mr. Sloppy in Charles Dickens’

The tree of life has fallen on my small house. I thought it was so much bigger! But it is not. There in the distance I see the m…

Be nobody’s darling; Be an outcast. Take the contradictions Of your life And wrap around

As if I’ve swallowed A watermelon And Sidestepping My digestive tract

in our lifetime. Which makes the idea of elections Notice how this word has “man” right in the middle of it? That’s one reason I like it. He is right there, front and center. But he i...

I will keep Broken things: The big clay Pot

I Sing of Mumia brilliant and strong and of the captivity that few black men escape