#AmericanWriters
Before I leave the stage I will sing the only song I was meant truly to sing. It is the song of I AM.
Reminding us, as they witnessed our curiosity about them, that no matter the losses, there’s something fabulous going on at every stage of Life, something to let go of, maybe, but for d...
If I was President The first thing I would do is call Mumia Abu—Jamal. No, if I was president
My desire is always the same; wherever Life deposits me: I want to stick my toe & soon my whole body
When the people have won a victory whether small or large do you ever wonder
I will keep Broken things: The big clay Pot
How can Humanity look the deer in the face? How can I,
I Sing of Mumia brilliant and strong and of the captivity that few black men escape
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
When they torture your mother plant a tree When they torture your father plant a tree When they torture your brother
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…
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
You confide in me that you are lonely,
Remember When we ended It all —for a weekend— & how