I will not take 'but' for an answer. Negroes have been looking at democracy's 'but' too long.

O, let my land be a land where Liberty Is crowned with no false patriotic wreath, But opportunity is real, and life is free, Equality is in the air we breathe.

I've known rivers: I've known rivers ancient as the world and older than the flow of human blood in human veins. My soul has grown deep like the rivers.

A picture, to be an interesting picture, must be more than a picture, otherwise it is only a reproduction of an object, and not an object of value in itself.

America never was America to me And yet I swear this oath - America will be!

I wish the rent Was heaven sent.

I loved my friend He went away from me There's nothing more to say The poem ends, Soft as it began- I loved my friend.