I'm Not Alone, I'm Free. I No

As Much As I Try, When I Open My Mouth, Lena Comes Out, And I Get So Mad.

I Had My Schooling Right There In The Cotton Club.

My Identity Is Very Clear To Me Now, I Am A Black Woman.

I Remember The Day Tdr. King Died. I Wasn't Angry At The Beginning. It Was Like Something Very Personal In My Life Had Been Touched And Finished.

I Was Unique In That I Was A Kind Of Black That White People Could Accept. I Was Their Daydream. I Had The Worst Kind Of Acceptance Because It Was Never For How Great I Was Or What I Contributed. It Was Because Of The Way I Looked.