13 December 1911 - 8 January 1972
We Go Out Together In The Staring Town
As We Are So Wonderfully Done With Each Other
Let Us Have Madness
19 Mar 09:55
They point their noses At the Negro jerking in the tight noose; His feet spread crow-like above these Honorable men who laugh as he chokes. I don’t know this black man. I don’t know these white men. But I know that one of my hands Is black, and one white. I know that One part of me is being strangled, While another part horribly laughs. Until it changes, I shall be forever killing; and be killed.
19 Mar 09:54
Nice Day for a Lynching The bloodhounds look like sad old judges In a strange court.
31 Aug 2018 12:21
Where is the line The truth is what they don't say from?