ponder the plight of our people and the concessions we make on a continuum as a people. Our professed leaders demanding one thing and then capitulating their stance by settling for that of lesser value, and calling it a victory, while gentrification displaces the masses. Ive said for awhile now that our political advocacy needs new faces! Not the faces of those who stand on the perimeter and throw darts at the problem!!
Money is exchanging hands in the cloak of silence, agendas abandoned in controlled buys, causes being manufactured by capitalist and pushed by opportunists in the name of civil rights. Black organizations plagued by the plantation ghost distancing themselves from everyday Black People and their grievances against a not so united states.
The NAACP and the Urban League speeding through our inner cities and throwing money out of the passenger side windows at politically correct causes. At least thats been my experience with them in this state. [Washington]
And who are these cowards that profess to be the voices of the masses? Ideas have become stale with age and prostituted by political pimps selling the souls of Black People for cars and trinkets and a stage or platform to pacify [their] megalomania.
In the times of slavery we couldnt speak eloquently. We had chains on our conversations, but our insurrections made us free. Now the millennium Negroes speaks eloquently but have chains on their insurrections.
We have become a reactionary people incapable of action unless acted upon!! Yes well boycott your business for discriminating against us. We live for the day you are caught on Video tape Rodney King' in one of us to justify our miscreants and proclivities to jack!!
Where is our anger for the subservient second class citizenship placed upon us by amendments and legal legislation passed in our absence?
Where is the outrage over the scourge of Aids in our communities? If I sound despondent I am not, but I am disgruntled with the professed leadership and farce created by their grandiosity, while preying on the melancholy of the masses.
We need advocacy in the trenches! Those who have been behind these steel curtains! Those who have been brought forth from the womb of this beast, but have cut the umbilical chord, as harsh as truth and as uncompromising as justice!
I dont hunger for violence. I do have an insatiable appetite for liberation, freedom, equality and justice.
It is easy for me to sit behind these steel curtains and agitate for revolution, but my time is coming when I will embrace communities with the same frenetic insatiability and agitate for a psychological revolution when necessary and an armed revolution when mandatory without reticence.
Just a thought made manifest by ink to better acquaint you with the Man behind this pen!