Now, I’m gonna tell you about cool. It comes with the
cultural territory: the beating of the bush drum, the rocking of the slave
ship, the rhythm of the hand going from cotton sack to cotton row and back
again. It went on to settle into the
belly of the blues, the arms of Jackie Robinson, and the head of every ghetto
kid who lives to a ripe old age. You can
keep it, you can hide it, you can blow it
- but even when your ass is in the tightest crack, you must never, ever,
LOSE it.
-Gloria Naylor, Mama
Day
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