I'm So Glad I Was Born 7
Pankhurst 18
What Is the Color of Your Skin? 28
You Writers Who Are Trying to Write 36
All the Engineers Perished 49
What Are You Doing for the Cause? 60
I Claim Everything for the People 70
To Leave No Door Unopened 79
Have You Sold Your Soul for Dirt? 90
When I Look Into the Faces 101
Loving is the Only Life 111
Keep Your Face to the Sun 121
I never found any use for birth or birthdays, dear comrades, till
I knew what it was to love:
I could not tell how successful my life is by the number of those
who love me: I could only tell that by the number of those I
love:
I am victorious only when I have won my love of you from myself:
winning your love of me from you is not enough:
And so this day though you may not gather me to you I gather you
to me, body and spirit:
And so this day I count myself up, not in figures but in love,
and say forgiving and jubilant things to my soul about us all.