Category Archives: African-American Experience

You Were Too Busy

You never saw me. Oh you saw the color of my skin but you never saw me. 

How could you?

When I walked in the store you were too busy following me around.

When I sat down at my desk you were too busy wondering how did I get into this school. 

When I moved into my office you were too busy thinking I was just another affirmative action hire. 

When I moved into my home you were too busy wondering if the property value would go down.

But what you didn’t see is while you were too busy to see me I was too busy to see you either.

Not because of the color of your skin.

That was of no Importance to me,

Because I know you have the system rigged against me  

I was too busy studying and working twice as hard as you.

I was too busy finishing in the top 10% of my high school class.

I was too busy deciding what university was worthy of me accepting their full academic scholarship.

I was too busy graduating from that university summa cum laude.

I was too busy upon graduation shifting through my countless job offers

I was too busy purchasing my home because that full academic scholarship I got meant I didn’t have all that student debt you did.

So since you can’t see me let me tell you who I am.

I’m that person who will never fake who I am just to make you feel comfortable, 

who has no desire to prove my worth to you, 

who will never apologize for the hue of my skin.

So, you keep busy looking at my beautiful bronze skin 

or

get with the times and see me for who I am.

Either way I’m going to keep soaring.

Like the giant oak tree…

Our lives have always mattered

Our voices can never be silenced

Our beauty is undeniable

Our intellect is unsurpassed

From our land mankind was born

From Kings and Queens we descended

Our freedom you did take

But

Our minds always have been free

Our hearts always have been free

Our souls always have been free

And because you could not capture them

We have soared

Our contributions undeniable, too numerous to dismiss

Our history is not just our history

Our history is American history

Like the giant oak tree we are rooted in the very fabric of this country

Without us it would not exist

As James Brown exclaimed

Say it loud

We are BLACK and we are PROUD!

A Few Bad Men

Donald Trump we live in a world that has walls of racial inequities and injustices and those walls have to be torn down by groups like ours. Whose gonna do it you? You Mitch McConnell? We have a greater responsibility that you can possibly fathom. You fight to “Make America Great Again” and you curse Black Lives Matter. You have the luxury. You have the luxury of not experiencing what we do everyday, that Racism while seemingly invisible to you is an inherent part of American culture and our existence while grotesque, and incomprehensible, to you, is about making America live up to its promise that all people are created equal, about FINALLY MAKING AMERICA GREAT. We have neither the time, nor the inclination to explain ourselves, to a man who rises and sleeps under the freedoms of white privilege, and than questions why we demand equality! We’d rather you just said ‘thank you’, and went on your way. Otherwise We suggest you wake up and join us in the ever expanding Coalition of the Righteous and stand for equality. Either way, we don’t give a damn, what you think you makes America great.

We Have Always been Free…

Juneteenth the day we celebrate our freedom from slavery but it equality important that we remember

We have always been free
Free in our minds
Free in our hearts
Free in our souls

We may have been held captive physically by hatred, racism and ignorance. But those chains never took our spirit it has always been and will always be strong and free.

Fear Not Those Who Steal From The Lord

On this Pentecost Sunday let us remember that Derek Chauvin stole from George Floyd, who called out he can’t breath as he lay dying othe street, what was not his to take, the breath of God. As it is written in Job 33:4:

The Spirit of God has made me, and the breath of the Almighty gives me life.

As a people we must demand that Derek Chauvin meets his earthly justice. But as a people we must not fear him or his kind for their everlasting justice awaits them. As it is written in Matthew 10:28:

And do not fear those who kill the body but cannot kill the soul. Rather fear him who can destroy both soul and body in hell.

Where racial injustice is so inherent…

A society where racial injustice is so inherent its very existence is denied by many.

Where it is frowned upon to even discuss it for fear of making some feel uncomfortable.

Where the oppressed are expected to work for change with-in a system built to subjugate them. Is a society that must be made uncomfortable by those that are oppressed.

It is a society that must be forced to deal with the deep-seated problem that is a scar on its very existence.

Until that day the injustice perpetuated on the oppressed may ebb and flow but it will never truly cast out of that society’s very heart, forever lurking around the next corner.

What I Don’t Like

I don’t like:
Seeing people getting hurt
Seeing innocent business owners watched their life’s work destroyed
Seeing a movement being marred by the actions of those who loot and riot only to enrich themselves or push the narrative in a negative direction for their own depraved political gain

I also don’t like
Open season on African-Americans
Killers who mar the good name of most police officers by masquerading as them
Racism
Bigotry

But what I don’t like most of all is a President who does not speak to America but instead hides behind twitter using the tragedy of George Floyd and the subsequent unrest it has sparked to post tweets designed to spread division hate & racism. Tweets designed to motivate his base to harken back to a time when they felt America was Great. A time when “vicious” dogs were unleashed on protesters of racial inequality. Tweets designed to try and keep him in power so he can continue to “loot” this country of its morality and enrich himself.

They Don’t Really Care About Us

He did it knowing he was being filmed but he didn’t care because he didn’t think the black man under his knee was a man but an animal.

Three accessories to murder masquerading as police officers watched and not once did one of them think I should stop this because they didn’t think the black man who couldn’t breath was a man but an animal.

They met the protesters with tear gas, mace and rubber bullets because they didn’t think they were men and women but animals.

They didn’t charge him with 1st degree murder because they don’t believe the life he took was that of a man but of an animal.

Wait…I’m wrong because a dog is an animal and they care more about a dog’s life than the lives of African Americans.

Because they don’t really care about us.

The Seeds of Anger

I’m one who believes that non-violent civil unrest is the preferred course of action but  there can be no denying that when one refuses to allow everyone to drink from the trees of equality, justice and freedom they plant the seeds of anger, resentment and revolution

I’m Tired

As an African American

I am tired of seeing this play out over and over again.

I’m tired of the apologists for police brutality.

I’m tired of African American parents having to have conversations with their children about the dangers of simply being African American.

I’m tired of being told not to get angry about it.

I’m tired of having my patriotism questioned when I do.

I’m tIred of the so called liberals who join in on the hashtags and claim to be outraged but sit in silence on the topic of race and social injustice when they get around each other.

I’m tired