W.E.B. Du Bois: “Listen to us, Thy children: our faces dark with doubt are made a mockery in Thy Sanctuary.”

Around us the history of the land has centred for thrice a hundred years; out of the nation’s heart we have called all that was best to throttle and subdue all that was worst; fire and blood, prayer and sacrifice, have billowed over this…

Our song, our toil, our cheer, and warning have been given to this nation in blood-brotherhood.

Let the ears of a guilty people tingle with truth, and seventy millions sigh for the righteousness which exalteth nations, in this drear day when human brotherhood is mockery and a snare.

Hear my cry, O God the Reader; vouchsafe that this my book fall not still-born into the world wilderness.