It's a poor kind of man that won't fight for his own freedom.

The Black writer explains pain to those who inflict it.

It becomes almost second nature to be on guard against the creative pattern of our own thought.

And realizing there is no such thing as the Black experience. Time and events allow for change on both sides.

Who wants to live with one foot in hell just for the sake of nostalgia Our time is forever now.

It's a poor kind of man that won't fight for his own freedom.

I am lonesome so regular it's like a job I gotta report to every day.