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Dr. King said “… we will be judged not by the color of our skin but by the content of our character.” This long and winding road began when our nation was born with a birth-defect, but historical figures, Booker T Washington, Fredrick Douglas, and Benjamin Banneker, legends in their day who helped bring us forward. 60 years earlier with George Washington Carver, the ‘Black Leonardo’ according to 1941 Time magazine. Then Duke Ellington and Louis Armstrong, who changed modern music; and Joe Louis, who changed the face of sports. Then Olympic champ, Jesse Owens, showed the world a superior race did not exist. After WWII, you could travel the world and find Elle Fitzgerald, Sarah Vaughan, Nina Simone, and Billie Holiday; and Jackie Robinson broke down walls in MLB. In the 50s, B. B. King, Muddy Waters, Bo Diddley, James Brown, and, Chuck Berry, were considered royalty around the world, proudly worshipped by every Rock ’n Roll and Pop-music idol since. Jimmy Hendrix, Stevie Wonder, and, Quincy Jones, united us with mind-expanding musical expression, that carried us through Civil Rights and the war in Viet Nam — as contemporaries of Dr. King and Malcolm X; and Thurgood Marshall ascended to the Supreme Court. Motown and Philly moved into every home around the world. Jim Brown, and, the Greatest of All Time, Mohammad Ali, became world heroes. Then Michael Jackson and Prince set the world on fire with new moves and thoughtful insights, while rap artists turned the world on end with exposes on ghetto life; Laurence Fishburne, magnificently played Othello; Physician, Mae Jemison, became the first African-American astronaut. Today, the once banned, Zoot Suit, is global fashion, and rappers around the world emulate our artists. In conclusion I suggest Black America owned the 20th Century and will continue to be major players.
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Inferno.
When I felt pain.
The Ink was free.
When I was on fire.
The ink was free.
When I was empty.
The ink was free.
I feel empty.
I feel pain.
But my fire has left me.
I reside in my own inferno.
Searching for my fire.
Literature
Prologue - I
“The greatest of risks to be undertaken by something no smaller than a pin.” Solomon muses, squinting at the red pin, the needle pinched between his fingers. Circular, small, almost missed by the untrained eye. Then again, it is a bright candy-apple red.
One would have to be blind to miss it.
“Why did we not make earrings? Those are near the face and all.” The Darkrai looks over to his assistant, hoping for an answer of some sort. None is offered up to him.
He takes another look at those gathered by the square table in the kitchenette. A common apartment, with two bedrooms and a large common area beside the place wh
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Nocte
Hiding from the beast,
From tree to tree,
Running in the dark,
I tell myself such things,
Slow- so it won't find you,
Breath.
These fires have scorched far and wide,
Leaving the scent of my former cinders to linger in my head,
Like some bad bender,
Warped memories encircling grey,
The ground is made of shattered glass,
Broken dreams.
No lilies remain,
To any kingdom I run,
In mirrors of liquid glass,
Surrealist battles are won,
And like fear,
The spider crawled from my mouth.
They are sedating everything,
Brush pixilated,
Focus changing,
Leaving me to run in the dark,
Caught in the eye of the storm,
Hiding in the calm.
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And a personal hero, Alex Haley, who brought family history what it is today and introduced, Malcolm X, as a person to the world.