How Do They Destroy the Blacks?

“I have been gravely disappointed with the white moderate. The Negro’s great stumbling block in his stride toward freedom is not the Ku Klux Klanner, but the white moderate, who constantly advises the Negro to wait for a ‘more convenient season’.

Shallow understanding from people of good will is more frustrating than absolute misunderstanding from people of ill will.”
-“Letter from a Birmingham Jail”, Martin Luther King Jr., 1963.

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The elites know what they are doing with the African-Americans, and you have to think beyond man-made laws and policies to understand. A President sits in his office, snorts coke and smokes pot, and it’s totally fine, but not for everyone.

It has been really hard for Michael, an African-American, to get a job because he is often profiled as unsuitable for certain positions, not just because of the colour of his skin and the way he speaks, but because he’s just not disciplined and ambitious enough to push against  and through societal stereotypes. His priorities in life are his Jays, his chains, his grillz, and some cash, so he results to selling marijuana and some drugs.

Why? Well, he grew up in a dysfunctional home. He has had very little or no contact with his father because his father is in jail, and his mother’s focus is mainly on survival than on Michael’s psychologically well-being. Michael did not realize as a child that his purpose in life did not revolve around making mixed tapes, playing football, buying sparkling trash and hitting the club.

Michael has been arrested, and he’s on his way to jail too. He already has a son. His girlfriend is now a single mother, and his son, in a few years, wouldn’t even know how to describe his father.

Michael will die in jail. Micheal’s son, Chris, will not learn the average family values, like discipline and the need for ambition. There most likely will not be a proper dad or dad-figure for Chris to look up to.

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The rich get richer because they make themselves and their descendants rich. They teach them the importance of maintaining dominance, of saving. They give their sons small loans of a million dollars or positions at Goldman Sachs after sending them to the best schools. The poor will get poorer; Chris’ mother will be too focused on survival than on training Chris. One thing will lead to another; Chris will replace his father in one of the correctional institutions. The cycle will continue.

“C’est la vie”, but it shouldn’t be. This is just one scenario. Robbery, murder, abuse/molestation, and all sorts of vices often stem from the disruption of Black families. When you disrupt the family, voila!

Dysfunctional families are so functional for the very few who have it all mapped out. That is just one of the means to the desired end. Even when he does nothing wrong and he simply minds his business, the Black man could still be killed. The Few in charge are ruthless. By any means necessary, they cling to power and control, and they’ll make sure that it never slips out of their hands. Slavery was once legal. That something is legal or illegal doesn’t mean it is so for the well-being of everyone involved.

There is more to any society than you can see on your televisions and radios. Enough said.

 

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I am Not a Savage

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Pretending not to have a soul
while desperately needing a soulmate.
Proudly stating that one is a savage,
and one does not have a heart,
while constantly feeling one’s heart ache.

Not being vulnerable is
what we consider honourable.

We become honourable,
yet not able,
not able to freely live,
not able to freely love.

We put ourselves in chains
because we don’t want to be slaves,
but by doing so,
we become slaves to ourselves.

It’s okay to address and discuss emotional issues, even if the events that now hurt you happened when you were two years old, and perhaps you tried to talk about it but you were told to shut your mouth. Proper healing is essential for good survival, because you deserve a good life. Even if you have two more weeks to live, do so with true peace in your mind. 

I recently had a conversation with my mum about an event that happened over a decade ago. “Mum, when I was like five, you flogged me for this and that reason, but this was what happened, if you’re ready to listen.” She did, and she apologized. Look, I am not a ‘savage’. I was hurting, and she needed to know, so that we could be true friends.

The thing about not addressing issues is, you might not just hurt yourself, you might hurt the people who love you, the people you love/will love in the future, consciously or unconsciously, in a bid to not get hurt again. Sometimes, you’ll get defensive when you don’t need to be.

Also, if you think you are going to hurt people by discussing the reason why you’re hurt then it’s necessary that you do so. “Dad, when I was three, this and this happened and you didn’t listen.” When you ‘destroy’ old structures built on lies, you’ll be surprised that they can be ‘rebuilt’ in 3 minutes when the foundation is placed on the truth. Maybe those old structures don’t even need to be rebuilt; maybe they need to be replaced with trees that give lots and lots of oxygen.

My point is, help yourself, or let someone else help you, if you’re hurting.

Give yourself closure.

This is What Friends are For

To hold your hands and dry your tears,
to cheer you on as you strive to soar,
to reduce your worries and calm your fears,
these and more, are what friends are more.

Heal: You Are Beautiful

Were there terrible men and women in your lives,
relatives or non-relatives, at any point,
who found it pleasing to compare your beauty to someone else’s, 
in order to get to you and make you think less of yourself
or get you to agree to whatever perversion they wanted to try with you.

“You are fine but not as fine as your mother; why are you feeling yourself?
Remove your skirt, let me see your legs” and such.

I bring you healing. You are beautiful, and I’m not just trying to patronize you. Don’t ever let anyone determine what you think of yourself.