When Blackness Was A Virtue And The

... We're Living In A Machiavellian World, Whether We Like It Or We Don't.

You Will Find God In The Church Of Your Choice.

Every Nerve In My Body Is So Vacant And Numb/i Can't Even Remember What It Was I Came Here To Get Away From/don't Even Hear A Murmur Of A Prayer/it's Not Dark Yet, But It's Getting There.

Maybe Someday You Will Understand, That Something For Nothing Is Everybody's Plan.

The Only Sound That's Left After The Ambulances Go Is Cinderella Sweeping Up On Desolation Row.