When You Turn The Corner

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.

Democracy Will Not Come Today, This Year Nor Ever Through Compromise And Fear.

But There Are Certain Very Practical Things American Negro Writers Can Do. And Must Do. There's A Song That Says, "the Time Ain't Long." That Song Is Right. Something Has Got To Change In America-and Change Soon. We Must Help That Change To Come.

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.

Negro Blood Is Sure Powerful, Because Just One Drop Of Black Blood Makes A Colored Man. One Drop--you Are A Negro! . . . Black Is Powerful.