There is no color line in death. I swear to the lord I still can't see Why Democracy means Everybody but me. O, yes, I say it plain, America never was America to me, And yet I swear this oath - America will be! I am the American heartbreak- The rock on which Freedom Stumped its toe.

When a man starts out to build a world, He starts first with himself

7 x 7 + love = An amount Infinitely above: 7 x 7 - love.

Humor is laughing at what you haven't got when you ought to have it.

There is no color line in art.

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.

Life is for the living. Death is for the dead. Let life be like music. And death a note unsaid.