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

My soul has grown deep like the rivers.

I went down to the river, I set down on the bank. I tried to think but couldn't, So I jumped in and sank.

It were depression, too. They cut my wages down once at the foundry. They cut my wages down again. Then they cut my wages out, also the job.

Teach us all to do right, Lord, please, and to get along together with that atom bomb on this earth because I do not want it to fall on me-nor Thee-nor anybody living. Amen!

We build our temples for tomorrow, strong as we know how, and we stand on top of the mountain, free within ourselves.

Go home and write / a page tonight. / And let that page come out of you - / Then, it will be true.