Skin Bleach - Old Form of Impossibility
"It is the myth of scientific objectivity that allows Europeans to speak for all of us."
~Marimba Ani, Yurugu
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“Blacks faced a neo-slave system when the Civil War ended. Cotton still had to be picked, tobacco fields needed to be tended, and menial labor was required for the industries of the New South. It has been documented that share cropping, debt peonage, and convict lease were means used to resubjugate black labor and that the South sought through jim crow, night riders, and lynch law to nullify the civil and political rights guaranteed to blacks under the Thirteenth, Fourteenth, and Fifteenth amendments. But another tool was also used against blacks: industrial education.”
~Donald Spivey, Schooling for the New Slavery
Our Age of Reason
Our Age of Reason
Of hotel-states
And bee-keepers;
Of Apache helicopters
And hired zoo keepers;
Of vendors
And street sweepers;
Of farmers
And hot cocoa drinkers;
Of Tweets
And myth-weavers;
The scent of jasmine
Yet Mamelukes still linger.
~Kangsen Feka Wakai
"The Mad No Money Person"
“The normal people don’t have money.”
(that is her opening….where she starts).
“...the president have a lot of money”
“They just have to work and no money.”
(notice the sentence structure...magnificent order).
“The no money person is mad at the president”
“And The president throw rocks and sticks”
“But the mad no money person [pause] the normal person is sticking his head with a cushion and protecting their body with a shield.”
(nina has normalized something that makes her CIVIL...a part of civilization; rare in this day and time. AWO.)
[ What do you think is going to happen? ]
“I don’t know.”
Bob Marley na cud chant down babylon with more efficiency than this chicken (smile). I love d'yuts dem (chilren). go on Nina.
American Wanda

Dem be tell me say
Mek I come see America Wanda.
Taim wey I keep ma foot for New York
I see wandaful ting:
Man pikin yi de chop mop
For ala man pikin!
I de wanda say na which
kain kontry be dis?
Dem be tell me say
Mek I come see America Wanda.
Taim wey I keep ma foot for Chicago
I see wandaful ting:
Woman pikin yi de chop mop
For ala woman pikin!
I de wanda say na which
kain kontry be dis?
~Peter W. Vakunta, Majunga tok
The Lesson
The Lesson
I keep on dying again.
Veins collaps, opening like the
Small fists of sleeping
Children.
Memory of old tombs,
flesh Rotting and worms do
Not convince me against
The challenge. The years
And cold defeat live deep in
Lines along my face.
They dull my eyes, yet
I keep on dying,
Because I love to live.
~Maya Angelou
(rest in perfect peace Danroy Henry)
Cause & Effect
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