Society and the World

America free Tom Mooney America save the Spanish Loyalists America Sacco & Vanzetti must not die America I am the Scottsboro boys.

America free Tom Mooney America save the Spanish Loyalists America Sacco & Vanzetti must not die America I am the Scottsboro boys.

America free Tom Mooney America save the Spanish Loyalists America Sacco & Vanzetti must not die America I am the Scottsboro boys.

America I’ve given you all and now I’m nothing.

The individual is the product of power.

The individual is the product of power.

Springtime for Hitler and Germany, Deutschland is happy and gay. We’re moving to a faster pace, Look out, here comes the Master Race!

Marrying left your maiden name disused.

Big Bessie’s feet hurt like nobody’s business, but she stands—bigly—under the unruly scrutiny, stands in the wild weed. In the wild weed she is a citizen.

Maud went to college. Sadie stayed at home. Sadie scraped life With a fine-tooth comb.

Time held me green and dying Though I sang in my chains like the sea.

The hand that signed the paper felled a city; Five sovereign fingers taxed the breath, Doubled the globe of dead and halved a country; These five kings did a king to death.

The hand that signed the paper felled a city; Five sovereign fingers taxed the breath, Doubled the globe of dead and halved a country; These five kings did a king to death.

They dance between their arclamps and our skull, Impose their shots, throwing the nights away. We watch the show of shadows kiss or kill, Flavoured of celluloid give love the lie.

My steps along this street Resound in another street In which I hear my steps Passing along this street In which Only the mist is real.

Offering dragons quarter is no good, they regrow all their parts & come on again, they have to be killed.

What was it missing, then, at the man’s heart so that he does not wound?

over a high income.

But I do guess mos peoples gonna lose.

withdrew into a corner of the gorgeous room and one told the other a lie.

To hurt the Negro and avoid the Jew Is the curriculum.

To hurt the Negro and avoid the Jew Is the curriculum.

The mind is a city like London, Smoky and populous: it is a capital Like Rome, ruined and eternal, Marked by the monument which no one Now remembers.

Color of cinnamon Clove’s sweet smell, I’ve come a long way To see Gabrielle.