- Music Video: Remember When by Alan Jackson
- Poem: Remember By Langston Hughes
RememberThe days of bondage—And remembering—Do not stand still.Go to the highest hillAnd look down upon the townWhere you are yet a slave.Look down upon any town in CarolinaOr any town in Maine, for that matter,Or Africa, your homeland—And you will see what I mean for you to see—The white hand:The thieving hand.The white face:The lying face.The white power:The unscrupulous powerThat makes of youThe hungry wretched thing you are today.
- Music Video: I Do by Musiq Soulchild
- Music Video: I Do by Jessie James Decker
- Poem: Do Not! By Stevie Smith
Do not despair of man, and do not scold him,Who are you that you should so lightly hold him?Are you not also a man, and in your heartAre there not warlike thoughts and fear and smart?Are you not also afraid and in fear cruel,Do you not think of yourself as usual,Faint for ambition, desire to be loved,Prick at a virtuous thought by beauty moved?You love your wife, you hold your children dear,Then say not that Man is vile, but say they are.But they are not. So is your judgement shownPresumptuous, false, quite vain, merely your ownSadness for failed ambition set outside,Made a philosophy of, prinked, beautifiedIn noble dress and into the world sent outTo run with the ill it most pretends to rout.Oh know your own heart, that heart’s not wholly evil,And from the particular judge the general,If judge you must, but with compassion see life,Or else, of yourself despairing, flee strife.
- Poem: Bread By W. S. Merwin
for Wendell BerryEach face in the street is a slice of breadwandering onsearchingsomewhere in the light the true hungerappears to be passing them bythey clutchhave they forgotten the pale cavesthey dreamed of hiding intheir own cavesfull of the waiting of their footprintshung with the hollow marks of their gropingfull of their sleep and their hidinghave they forgotten the ragged tunnelsthey dreamed of following in out of the lightto hear step after stepthe heart of breadto be sustained by its dark breathand emergeto find themselves alonebefore a wheat fieldraising its radiance to the moon