Allah, is that you?
Bombs and arrest in God’s name
By men on both sides.
By Any Means Necessary
50 years ago you were assassinated; you were 39. You were a father. You were a husband. You were a Muslim. You were a black man speaking your truth at a time when your right to do so was not protected. Like Dr. King, you were a Human Rights Activist that was able to move beyond the teaching of hate that you learned early in life. Like Dr. King, you fought for the people. You used truth to combat the hypocrisy and lies. Your intelligence was unmatched, your logic was indisputable, your willingness to sacrifice it all for what you believed in was the definition of courage….
…and sure, they will always refer to you as Malcolm X, the radical racists militant black leader… but I will always celebrate and remember you as El-Hajj Malik El-Shabazz, the humanitarian who returned from his trip to Mecca with clarity and an understanding that contrary to what we have been taught in America, that before we are black, we are human… and the rights we seek are not Civil Rights but Human rights and they are God given…
…and sure, they will continue to parade pictures of you standing at a window with an assault rifle with the quote “By Any Means Necessary” at the bottom; because it feeds into the idea that a Black Muslim is inherently violent, and violence can be used for fear which can be used for control which can be used to keep our system of oppression and inhumanity intact… but what was the context of the quote? Why don’t they ever talk about the difference between saying you will defend yourself rather than turning the other cheek when violence is committed against you? Why don’t they ask, how many acts of violence did you commit or where was your gun when you were assassinated? Surely, a violent Muslim who knew he would be murdered would have been packing heat?
…ah, but that picture of peace in the face of violence is too Dr. King-ish, and doesn’t fit the narrative of fear that they promote to squash the movement… and by acknowledging that you weren’t a violent racists radical, but rather a humanitarian fighting not for Civil Rights but for Human rights, that would have added too much power to the movement.
…imagine, oppressed human beings all over the world rallying with El-Hajj Malik-El Shabazz, the non-violent Human rights activists who looks at the Muslim brothers and sisters, and the Christian brothers and sisters, and everyone else who has a desire to fight for human rights as his brothers…
…but I remember you brother El-Hajj Malik El-Shabazz… as the beautiful being you were, you are, and you will continue to be… I admire your courage and your struggle and your fight… and I understand that you live in me. “You Can Not Assassinate a Spirit, You Can Only Kill a Man.” ~ Sean King
Today we Celebrate You!
We declare our right on this earth to be a man, to be a human being, to be respected as a human being, to be given the rights of a human being in this society, on this earth, in this day, which we intend to bring into existence by any means necessary. —Malcolm X, 1965
A-Man (A Haiku)
Allah, is that you?
Where I Stand
To be clear, I am Pro Life, which means I have reached a point in my life where I stand against any and all violence perpetrated against human beings. I stand against human beings declaring themselves the judge, jury, and the administrators of justice against other human beings.
I stand against anyone and everyone who takes innocent lives in the name of war, in the name of gangs, in the name of the police, in the name of your religion, in the name of your country, in the name of your flag, in the name of terrorism, in the name of you stepped on my shoe…
From my perspective, the police shooting an unarmed man is not any more tragic than a black man murdering a whole family in a drive by. An American drone murdering innocent children in the Middle East is no less heinous than a terrorist act in Boston. A bomb in Norway is no more tragic than a bomb in Oklahoma City. The murder of Trayvon Martin is no more of a travesty than the murder of Hadiya Pendleton of Chicago…
My heart pours out to every innocent human being that is victimized by violence under whatever pretense someone chooses to use. There is no gray area and violence has never provided a permanent solution at home or abroad, in the American streets or between countries. There is always bad blood left over, there is always a spark that will start it back up, there is always revenge bound to happen, and there is always unnecessary shit that will happen because of the unnecessary shit that has happened.
One day we will be the civilized people we say we are. I just hope that day comes before it’s too late.