Sunday, December 4, 2016

From Revolution to Practical Wisdom






You stood up

when we needed a hero most

when our hope was broken

You said loud and proudly:

“Unlock all your God given potential.”

“Stop being afraid, begin to think as

a collective body.”

“When you begin to speak their language

they will stop their brutality. You can't speak

peace, when a man knows only the language of

war- Well good night.”

You were gallant, dashing, our manhood.

We woke up the next day

with a purpose and a rhythm

in our steps.

It wasn't because of Islam,

though you often said that

was my religion.

It wasn't because you

were the angriest brother out there

because of oppression.

No, we looked up to you

because you Cared-

genuinely cared about us;

our families, our communities,

our churches, our standing

in the land of our captivity.

You cared about our survival.

And we felt that.

So, you were very dangerous

to the machine,

an anomaly

that can cause the whole system to crash.

So they sent in their technicians

to fix the problem;

So the machine would continue

to work as planned-

“ If the Negro returns to his origin,

if he finds out who, and what he is,

then our enterprise will not be a

success. Therefore, we must suppress

anything or person who attempts to

wake up this old lion.”

However, the stage is set

and hearts are in motion

and the minds of the thoughtful-

them who cry and sigh

for all the abominations committed

in the midst of Jerusalem, was opened.



Shalam,



Zarach




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