Told by society’s eyes That I am to be marginalized. And then criticized. But I revoke your proclamation of greed and deceit. I have spent years debating the Race. Filling empty space With tone deaf sentimentBuilt up resentment. Incomplete stories And wicked images.Until I soon realized that I am already enough. In my mind, The story
We wait no more. For the time has come when the Sick and tired are sick of being tired. Shedding the old ways of wailing, crying, and begging for change Hands up? If only to protect the face, block the blows and counterpunch the systemic plan to oppress. Let us pray and protest.. maneuver
The African symbology that embodies me forces my soul to awaken and find strength in truth. A wise elder once spoke to me and then blessed my eyes with an honorable path to freedom. As I apporached my fourth life cycle, I knew that death was on the horizon. Not knowing in what shape or
I am indeed American. Distant and destructive. I AM, the man who once bore the pain from the proof of the swords that slashed the innocent souls. Deemed honorable and desolate, I hold my ground, like a massive painting leaning against the wall. On the wall of justice, wrestling with those teeth clinching moments of
I love library perks. I have spent time with some of the most amazing authors and leaders, hung out with RZA as he challenged students to chess, visited the Cleveland Museum of Art with Jerry Pinkney, and I’ve traveled across the country in the name of librarianship. That brings us to Common Ground. And though
Whenever I feel the heavy burdens of life I reach out to a hip-hop verse that I know pretty well. It gives me a familiar feeling and I feel powerful because I know the verse so well. Quick tip: As I sat in the car waiting to interview for my current librarian position, I listened
Just taking a quick moment to vent… So tired of the gunshots, especially when I know that the guns are not manufactured in the city – and aimed at one another; when I know the profitable makers don’t appear to give a damn; when the media images pumped into the minds of many are purposefully
I wouldn’t normally write a post on a single film, but this one moved me in a different way. I can’t remember exactly who suggested that I watch it, but if you’re out there reading this and remember telling me about it, give me a shout! Asante Sana!! “Cities are the physical manifestation of powers at work”
What is this Drip Drop crap?!?!? Is this a hip-hop spoof?? SNL? We are dealing with some serious mind control… Stereotypical B.S…. Excuse, after excuse… Stop the madness! There are a number of us who are literally putting ourselves on the line, in harms way, everyday, to educate our children and their parents. We advocate, we meet
Most recently I had a friend state that she liked “men” that used social media sparingly. Respect. Funny thing is, she said it on – a social media site. So, the problem is of course that sometimes we need to do one majorly important thing – sssshhhhhhh…. No love lost, my friend.
