Balance…..

We both vent disgust and content, trying to manage our agenda from years of extent…

…… extent of shallow behavior and blame on one another ! Is there anyone else tired of hearing the bull how black Men or black Woman treat the white counter parts better ?

– Or how about the Gold Digger and The Bum Man ? They’re becoming self reflecting. We believe this of one another in our Spirits. We fight the growth of a once beautiful nation, ignoring independence and love for one another. Allowing outsiders to destroy us with only protest and prayers as their consequences. But when it comes to our own we want death – more baffling, we hand our people over to the same people who devoted their lives to punishing us for whatever seed of mustard we have. How can a nation win when we’re so cynical of one another. We live by these false rule we thought we made up to make whatever our plans or organization work. Truth is, we are giving plans and ideals.Look what we have become ! How many people write – not print ?! How many people taught their babies how to write ? Big question ? Do we sit with our children and still do those things ?Do your children name have meaning or just sounds good.

What are your favorite clothing line, your favorite shoes ? These are’ Get you leaned on’ questions in our communities. At the risk of having nothing we’ll risk it all. And when someone of our own tries to help or give advice… boy ! We are not kind to one another. We are not kind to our families. We are not kind to ourselves.

It’s wild how we will put our trust in others and not our owns. I mean you tell me the difference from some mother or old lady selling diners ( black) and the carry out’s we gobble up every day ? I’ll tell you business license . Not a problem, $200 solves that. Yet, even still we rather spend our money some where else. It’s like we hate to see or help one another grow. And the few that do have would love to help but know all we would do is blow it. That why, if you do get some money from a rich black person, something happened. And not to say we all are like that. No ! There are thousands of us out here. Some with bad passes. Some recovery. And some who always has. And in each of those characters are pitiful people. Those who twist the rules of our culture for personal gains. Exercising their rights as blacks nefariously. Man and Woman. Us the finger pointers. The lost. The stolen. The slaved. The misbehaved. The forgotten. The tortured. The humiliated. The misinformed, misseducated. Never given the opportunity to truly earn our rights.

Our rights to build our own without some white racists jerk talking about we wont replace them. You fear us that much ? All apart of the bigger game.

Black Men and Woman, this missive came from a mind yet fully understanding why we as black allow and do this to ourselves most important. There are always going to be issues in our circles, but do we have to be so extreme with one another. With it all… No way out if we keep follow their tradition. Your holidays aren’t always special because they’re not yours. Your ideals don’t work cause it’s not yours.

 

Published by The Heart Attack Chronicles

What can I say to make anyone more accepting of me and who I am? I'm trying to find me as a man and human being. Most of my life has been a lot to handle, describe and deal with. I have a lot of issues. The good thing is the universe has blessed my intelligence, respect, a heart, courage and strength.

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