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Let other leaders Retire To play golf & write Memoirs
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
You confide in me that you are lonely,
How can Humanity look the deer in the face? How can I,
If I was President The first thing I would do is call Mumia Abu—Jamal. No, if I was president
When you thought me poor, my poverty was shaming. When blackness was unwelcome we found it best that I stay home.
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
My brothers knew The things you know. I did not scorn learning them; It’s just my mind
His posture From so many years Holding his robe with one hand Is odd. His gait
When they torture your mother plant a tree When they torture your father plant a tree When they torture your brother
When the people have won a victory whether small or large do you ever wonder
My desire is always the same; wherever Life deposits me: I want to stick my toe & soon my whole body
Don’t be like those who ask for ev… praise, a blurb, a free ride in my… limousine. They ask for everything… anything in return. Be like those who can see that my…
When you see water in a stream you say: oh, this is stream water; When you see water in the river you say: oh, this is water
Look into her eyes and know: She does not think