Africa Has Her Mouth On Moses.

Affection Makes Your Spirit Slither Out From Its Concealing Spot.

[proverbs] Are Short Sayings Made Out Of Long Experience.

Like The Dead-seeming, Cold Rocks, I Have Memories Within That Came Out Of The Material That Went To Make Me. Time And Place Have Had Their Say.

I Have The Nerve To Walk My Own Way, However Hard, In My Search For Reality, Rather Than Climb Upon The Rattling Wagon Of Wishful Illusions.

There Is Something About Poverty That Smells Like Death.