mardi 5 mai 2009
"We're tired of being white and we're tired of being black, and we're not going to be white and we're not going to be black any longer. We're going to be voices now, disembodied voices in the blue sky, pleasant harmonies in the cavities of your distress. And we're going to stay this way until you straighten up, until your suffering makes you calm, and you can belive the word of G-d who has told you so many times, and in so many ways, to love one another..."
For when my own voice?