fourth of july never pay attention to the outcry turn a blind eye to melancholy and suffering why we can't understand our empathy is slumbering passive days are numbering say their names say their names america will never be the same red white and blue up in flames
juneteenth will be the only independence day I will be celebrating. i'm not black but i hear you. i see you. i stand with you. i will fight for you.
My neighbor wished me Happy Juneteenth yesterday. I felt alive saying it back - Yeah! Happy Juneteenth! Now! We can say it without feeling threatened; without feeling alone or lame. We can say it minus that chip weighting our shoulders and absent the lump of shame sitting on our chest. We can sing out, Happy Juneteenth! in a new melodic tune. Like when we wished each other, Merry Christmas! We can say it loud with joy and release and uplifting confidence that if one doesn’t wish it back that one is one of the sad and sorry lost who must suffer. Juneteenth, you say? Who ever heard of that holiday? Mrs. Horton would stare you down like you don’t know your tongue from your *******, she heard you say that. I learned of the true independence day of our nation as a young student of 17 in public school. Learned truths my programmed parents couldn’t teach from one of God’s messengers of truth manifest in the form of a high school teacher. I found out because I wanted to know; know why the ****** up **** I saw each day happened mostly to people who were brown and mostly not to people who weren’t that color. And, I wanted to know why. To really get to the crux of why - even though my skin is peachy tan cream - why I’m black too? What’s that mean anyway? Really, you don’t know. Do you? Not till someone who knows shows you too. Or, you just forget who they told you you were. Then you too will be able to find the truth. Only because of desire and pure will to understand. But, if you don’t wanna know - or cared not to know - then you never knew of Juneteenth. And this is all new. And you think - How do these folks know just what to do? On a brand new holiday that trumps the other one they tried to fake. Cuz no nation is free while it enslaves its own fundamental roots; choking truth to hide its own crimes. Holding back light to wallow in pitiful darkness. J4 is nothing. Juneteenth is all! You never were free till you freed all your sons. And you cannot be till you see all offspring free. Until you hold the truth in your heart you can never really be free to be what you are. So really, any independence day was of undercover ******* - a reminder of the lie. While enslaved mothers and fathers, sisters and brothers walked with free minds on this land and you celebrated your own cruel spiritual demise, without understanding or true purpose defined. But now! Look at the colors we have given you again! Oh nation stained in blood and terror, look at what we have given as a token of our love and forgiveness. Juneteenth! All is Juneteenth! The one and only true day to symbolize the day you finally took the first step - to step away from your own chains and the ones you tried to use to bind me. This one day we give you - symbolizing that this nation is finally now and forever a sponsor and supporter and endorser of the free!
Justice is not an action Justice can not be manufactured Justice can not be administered by magistrate Justice is not a cage Justice is not privilege Justice is not retroactive Justice is now Justice is love Justice is intuition Justice is heart Justice just is
They ask, why care so much? Simple, my ancestors blood and bones are the foundation of this nation.
But that isn't your blood or mine? We have come a long way! True but broken chains don't free us from shackles, and half measures can’t get us across the finish line.
If you hate it so much leave! In case you missed point one I'd much rather fix what's broken. I want to make sure that the stacked deck is reshuffled. That kids don't have to grow up in war zones, where the only way out is debt or a casket. Where people don’t get to profit from the very thing that took others freedom. I want a playing field that all can use, where the rules make sense and the enforcers are kind. Where I'm not the oddity for never having been behind bars. That people realize that there's more to our culture than our bars. I'm over the 40 acres I want 24 Oscar's. Maybe then I'll see myself on more than just ESPN and MTV.
Others have it far worse than you! Well then let's elevate them too. A rising tide raises all ships. So let's create a flood that washes out the hate. When will people realize that we aren't enemies. That the system crushing you is already destroying me. If they can put people in cages for where they were born then Eastside or south of the border are just bad hands we are dealt. I don’t know how to fix it but I care too much to be quiet. So thanks for reading my thoughts, but will you stay silent?