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In Russia I Felt For The First Time Like A Full Human Being. No Color Prejudice Like In Mississippi, No Color Prejudice Like In Washington. It Was The First Time I Felt Like A Human Being.

At Every Step The Vast Majority Have Expressed Horror At The Idea Of An Aggressive War.

Yes, I Heard My People Singing!-in The Glow Of Parlor Coal-stove And On Summer Porches Sweet With Lilac Air, From Choir Loft And Sunday Morning Pews-and My Soul Was Filled With Their Harmonies.

I Shall Take My Voice Wherever There Are Those Who Want To Hear The Melody Of Freedom Or The Words That Might Inspire Hope And Courage In The Face Of Fear. My Weapons Are Peaceful, For It Is Only By Peace That Peace Can Be Attained. The Song Of Freedom Must Prevail.

My Future Depends Mostly Upon Myself.