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Friday, July 16, 2021

Just remember.


 Just close your eyes and capture this moment in this instance of time.

Do you feel how calm and serene it is right now?

It feels nice doesn't it?

Enjoy this feeling because it won't last long.

A storm is brewing and the minstrels are composing new songs.

The winds of destiny are blowing and it does not  bode well for those that have chosen to forget or worse yet those who are not the least bit concerned with the ongoing plight of the oppressed.

The seeds of revolt are germinating.

There will be another civil unrest.

When it happens again get to higher ground and do not act surprised.

Just reflect, receive, and above all remember.

Remember all the  times that the gavel banged for false injustice.

Remember all the falsely accused.

Remember all the trumped up charges.

Remember every man, woman and child that ever got strung up by a noose and hung from a tree.

Remember how the word picnic came to be.

Remember every piece of land ever stolen from us.

Remember every lie ever told to us about us.

Remember slavery.

Remember Tuskegee.

Remember Jim crow.

Remember cointelpro.

Remember redlining.

Remember chem trails.

Remember Flint.

Remember Tulsa Oklahoma.

Remember Merger.

Remember Fred.

Remember Bobby.

Remember Malcolm.

Remember Martin.

Remember Emit.

Remember Mike

Remember Tamir.

Remember Freddie.

Remember Sean.

Remember Eric.

Remember Philando.

Remember Sandra.

Remember Rhogena.

Remember India.

Remember every dereliction of duty.

Remember every loan, bail, and opportunity denied.

Remember every tear shed from a black parent as they were told their child died.

Remember all these injustices as the tension slowly mount.

Remember how you benefited from it or stood ideally by as it was happening right in front of you.

Remember how each soul felt before the first blow was delt.

Remember all the shrieks of pain from the past.

Remember all those things as you gaze upon the rumble and the ash.

Remember how we groveled

Remember how we begged.

Remember how we pleaded.

Remember how we confided in you and the way we vented.

Remember if you would have only done "something" this could have all been prevented.


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HLH©️ 7/16/21