Im writing this out of a place of honesty, Im writing this as a moment of clarity. Lately things have been getting out of control in America and as much as I try to numb myself to the happenings I cant completely turn a blind eye on whats gong on with my people. When I say “my people” I mean my clan…my tribe. Since I am a minority of a minority my concerns are not only for black people, its also for gay black people. There have been so many instances when the masses have shouted to the heavens BLACK LIVES MATTER…but if you read between the lines its more like BLACK LIVE MATTER…..unless you’re a black gay man, then I wont hold your hand. Homophobia still runs rampant, black people still shun homosexuality, they still try to push it back into the closet and make it seem like its a weakness or a hinderance. There are countless think pieces on the emasculation of the black man stemming from the time of slavery, I believe the term is “Bucking”.
Before I can help you with your rallies and your outcries and your pain I have to help my gay brethren figure out why their families are still disowning and casting them out in the year 2017. For such a time of “advancement” and “tolerance” its still a huge huge problem in the black community. So recognizing that the battles from within my community, within a community that accepts me as long as I keep my mouth closed, can be tiresome I choose to express myself the best I know how. Through art and music and expressions that only my clan can appreciate. I cling to it all to give me strength so that I may help a friend in need or be a shoulder for someone who needs it. There’s one source in particular that gives my spirit the vigor that it needs.
Nina Simone, The High Priestess of Soul, she comforts me. Although her music is from decades past you can always correlate the struggles of her and her peers with the struggles of today. Same bullshit we have to go through, different decade. Nina was one a the many Black Artists that spoke out at the time against the inequalities and racism and bigotry that was taking place.
If you think about it, time is just repeating itself. With all the killings by the hands of the police and all the black souls condemned to jail over crimes that white counterparts would get a slap on the wrist for….its not a 180 its a complete 360. Steps forward and back and 2 steps to the side and 3 hops into the past. We were free physically for so long but yet and still slaves in our mind. When can we taste pure freedom? Im speaking on the type freedom that allows us to be ourselves with no fear.
No fear in being black, no fear in being gay, no fear in being weird or strange. The mental chains are the most strongest in the universe
“I wish I knew how it would feel to be free. I wish I could break all the chains holding me. I wish I could say all the things that I should say. Say ’em loud say ’em clear for the whole round world to hear! I wish I could share all the love that’s in my heart. Remove all the bars that keep us apart. I wish you could know what it means to be me. Then you’d see and agree that every man should be free…..”
We yell out freedom so much these days but are we really free?? Are we still slaves to whats pushed down our throats? When was the last time you had a thought that was your own? One that wasn’t fabricated for the masses by the Massa’? Independent thinkers are all too often shut out. WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DONT LIKE *fill in the blank*?!?!?! STOP HATING AND THINKING YOU BETTER THAN US!!! To that I say…..
Change happens when you recognize and accept it. Stop feeding the system and become your own system. It starts from within. Nina once went on record saying that black people should have our own states and government. She was never a pacifist and if was giving the chance she would have handed out guns to black people so that we could take over. I, for one, always thought that we should have went down that route and taken back everything that we made. Until that happens I think we will still be left with the Backlash Blues
I believe that black folk, particularly young black folk, are trying to wake up to the dopeness that is our blackness. Im not speaking on the “Woke” “Hotep” preachers that are on our timelines everyday perpetrating for the fame. Look around you and see the young black children opening their eyes and recognizing the greatness within them. Collectively they are making a movement and they are making the world realize….EVERYTHING YOU GOT, YOU GOT FROM US!
We are eternally Young, Gifted and Black and the more children walk in this truth I believe one day everything will make sense and those mental chains will break .
We are a great people we just have a lot of work that still needs o be done within our own homes. Mind, body and soul we still have to rewrite those old codes impressed on us to break out of their matrix. By any….means…necessary!