What would Martin do on a day like this? A day after the celebration of his birthday the world ushers in a new president, a black president..well a mixed president. Still, close enough I guess?
So today a million plus people are gathered in Washington D.C to welcome president Obama into office. And what does that mean to the nation? In my eyes it symbolizes a change in the political regime. A change in the way we as Americans look at Politics. A change in the psyche of all concious Africans, and African American people.
The part of it all that scares me is that I see Black folks walking around the damn ghetto acting like the whole struggle is over! That saddens me because, I know deep in my heart that the struggle for us as a whole people have just yet begun to struggle towards a better tomorrow.
There will be no free chicken and watermelon falling from the skies! No get out of work today passes. And no free congnac Fridays at the local club!. Lol! Now I'm being a bit sarcastic, but I hope ya'll get the picture.
What all this means to me is that anything is possible. Me and Obama don't nearly come from the same background at all. His mother is white, and he was raised in Kansas and Hawaii. My mother is black, and I was raised in the ghettoes of Middle America. He was a Harvard student that graduated at the top of his class. I'm a college dropout who skipped every possible class. All and all I still feel as If I can dream it I can acheive it!
Still I know there will never be a president who looks like me, from the same conditions as I and with the same educational background as me. I'm fine with that, because I know that the political gurus controlling the world don't ever want to see that, but if they did it would be drama!.
Hell MLK would've never even had the chance to be president! You still have to be just white enough to get it!
I have the utmost respect for Barack Obama, however to me this whole deal feels like my black ass is still being summoned and controlled by the bastard son of the white slave owners. You know how back in the slave days, when massa had sex with one of his blacks and made a baby. How that baby would be held higher and regarded more than the average black slave! Well thats what this feels like to a nigga like me. A nigga bound to the feilds, by blood, sweat and labor. Black to the bone and undeniably so.
Yeah I have a dream. I have a dream that when the smoke clears, we as black folks won't be sold out. I have a dream that America can think beyond class and race. Yeah I have a dream to be wholistically free. But will that dream ever come to be, when you're one whose as black as me.
OneLove & BlaxLife
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