Though you may hear me holler, And you may see me cry-- I'll be dogged, sweet baby, If you gonna see me die.

To some people Love is given, To others Only Heaven.

I asked you, baby, If you understood- You told me that you didn't, But you thought you would.

We Negro writers, just by being black, have been on the blacklist all our lives. Censorship for us begins at the color line.

Because my mouth Is wide with laughter And my throat Is deep with song, You do not think I suffer after I have held my pain So long? Because my mouth Is wide with laughter You do not hear My inner cry? Because my feet Are gay with dancing You do not know I die?

Wear it Like a banner For the proud? Not like a shroud.

A dog gets lonesome just like a human. He wants to associate with other dogs, but when they take him out, the poor dog is on a leash and cannot run around.