My Responsibility Is To Truth

What Will Be / The Sacred Words?

There Is No Justice In America, But It Is The Fight For Justice That Sustains You

When I Die, The Consciousness I Carry I Will To Black People. May They Pick Me Apart And Take The Useful Parts, The Sweet Meat Of My Feelings. And Leave The Bitter Bullshit Rotten White Parts Alone.

And Now Each Night, I Count The Stars. And Each Night I Get The Same Number. And When The Stars Won't Come To Be Counted, I Count The Holes They Leave.

The Landscape Should Belong To The People Who See It All The Time.