Our ANGER towards each other has been well orchestrated… Our Bitterness keeps showing itself in many forms… The inside wars in some of our neighborhoods have gone on too long… The Dope, the Coke, the Seductive and Destructive Smoke, the Liquor, the Forties, and the Lost Humans hooked on Heroin and Crack has increased along with the death count… The Weeping mother’s, the attacks on each other over trivial matters only show how we have lost the love each other as a people… The mis-trust among us is like a fungus that won’t leave us… Our ANGER is like a raging uncontrollable hurricane that will land and destroy everything in its path…
Your disappointments are shared openly and secretly, your tears which you show on the inside and outside has a river of companions. We as PEOPLE Of COLOR have too many murals of young men decorating and reminding us of our Dying Neighborhoods… We have too many fights and disagreements and not enough unity… The Great African Tree grows weak for her lost roots who have forgotten and been taught how to Forget her… Our ANGER has to stop being unleashed on Each other… Where is the love we should have for each other gone? On contact we sometimes have a problem with each other… On contact it was embedded for generations to not trust and respect each other… The wrong stare can led to confrontations, the Wrong Colors of clothes has led to violence between our youth… Our Elders walk in fear around home, our children can no longer play safely in the parks… Our ANGER has to be harness or the daily eruptions and destruction that some of us do to each other, will continue until We Are No More… Stop the Violence! Make it More Than Just Words and please don't panic because you are the descendants of the First People On The Planet... Now is the Time, Not Yesterday, Now is the Time... |
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