Whiskey Just Naturally Likes Me But Beer

Misery Is When You Heard On The Radio That The Neighborhood You Live In Is A Slum But You Always Thought It Was Home.

Rest At Pale Evening... A Tall Slim Tree... Night Coming Tenderly Black Like Me

Americans Of Good-will, The Nice Decent Church People, The Well-meaning Liberals, The Good Hearted Souls Who Themselves Wouldn't Lynch Anyone, Must Begin To Realize That They Have To Be More Than Passively Good-hearted, More Than Church Goingly Christian, And Much More Than Word-of-mouth In The Liberalism.

For Poems Are Like Rainbows; They Escape You Quickly.

Both Of Them Were Very Good And Kind - The One Who Went To Church And The One Who Didn't. And No Doubt From Them I Learned To Like Both Christians And Sinners Equally Well.