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I just wrote this because I was a little discouraged by a recent event and it's been on my mind. When reading this please keep an open mind so that the message isn't lost. I also invite anyone with a question for me to please feel free to leave it and I will answer it. Communication can't be a one way street...then it becomes a lecture. Hope everyone has found a reason to smile today....Stay well, One love and God bless!
My Past, Our Future!
Waking to beauty, at peace with the land, the freedom is had and a treasure....
The strangers arrived, yet we didn't mistrust, and the ills that they brought we have weathered...
With tools yet unseen, they destroyed our dreams, under guise of friendship or of caring...
When deception failed them, the true theft began, then it was behind guns and horns blaring.
Away we were carried, forced to ride in a ship, shackled to one another like cattle...
For days and for nights, with no ending in sight, spirits broken no fight left for battle...
The ones that survived, though blessed to be alive, faced horrors that some can't believe...
Just think, if you can, of the torture, and then, any other pain that man conceived.
But the spirit lived on, and in some grew quite strong, so they led the way for more to follow...
In a land that was strange, they learned all the ways, for oppressors a hard pill to swallow...
Yet they had no control, and were kept from the fold, new struggles now lighting new fires...
So they persevered on, determined and strong, never wavering to reach what's desired.
The mentality of that time, produced such a clime, that today still exists like a blight...
Although hangings now ceased, the tension increased, because daily our people must still fight...
This fight that I speak of, it goes on many ways, whether overt or cleverly hidden...
But no matter it's face, it consumes one with hate, and it's known to us all as racism.
Many have suffered, at the hand of a few, but I speak of my people, our woes...
To those that deny, or complain with a sigh, can't fathom how deep the pain goes...
"Why?" they may ask, "You weren't even there!", are the replies that are ignorant and dumb...
Knowledge is key, you won't understand me, until you learn of from whence that I come!
7/12/2005 5:36 pm
I was thinking about you today while listening to a program on NPR.|
It was an interview with the makers of a documentary called
Murderball is quadriplegic rugby. You should check this out. Also check out my blog post called "challenge", can't recall the date.
We all face obstacles in life. Like a tree blocking the road, you can sit there and curse the tree or you can find a way around it.
Something I'm curious about, how long have you been in the chair and what was the cause?
7/13/2005 6:15 am
just stop to say hi, crip....and u left me thinking....|
7/13/2005 8:09 pm
I heard that show jayR. The guy they interviewed has such a busy and full lifestyle. I was quite impressed.|
crip, I read your verse with interest. It is a mistake to deny history. Knowledge of history teaches us how we came to be what we are. As individuals as well as societies.
Today, the blending of our cultural characters has enriched us all. While purchased at a high price, American society and culture has flowered with the influence of those whose ancestors brought their traditions with them over the Middle Passage.
History is history (past). The future is what we make of it. If we use our knowledge of the past wisely, then our future as one people will be bright indeed.
7/14/2005 9:16 am
JayR- I refuse to be in a chair....to me it's like giving up. I've used crutches for the past 5 years but have now been able to go back to a cane. I'm a survivor above all else but being in a chair would crush my spirit big time!|
DZ- That's all I can ask for....a thought. I like for people to think about things and draw their own conclusions but be there to give another point of view if needed. We as people need to become self aware before we should start trying to judge or assess someone elses situation.
Keith- I saw the promotion for it and admire their strength and determination. The history of America is a very diverse one indeed. I find it sad that people want to shut themselves off from the unknown rather than learn about it.
7/15/2005 3:37 pm
at your other block i already stated my opinion....a very sore topic, that i can get very upset about....but your words r put down so perfect...there r so many message inside...wow!!!!|
i'm so glad that u keep blogging...don't stop dear...your thoughts mean alot to me...by the way did u read my blog about the pen pall?? u knew what i ment when i wrote that???
7/15/2005 5:30 pm
Well there goes that mental image, now I gotta go conjure up another one.|
How about a hat with that cane?
A fedora, perhaps.
Very Rico Suave.
I guarantee you would be a babe magnet.
7/17/2005 6:40 am
Wonderful, thought-provoking poem! Knowledge is key. We've made great strides but still have a long way to go. One people, one world. I can see that day coming.|
P.S. Did anyone ever tell you that you look like Cuba Gooding Jr.?