I couldn’t escape
your hook captured me
right off the coast
the boat ride was dramatic
the waters, turbulent

I lay exhausted
in a new environment
comforted only by the tranquility
of your shores
my life depended on your mercy

Strange sensations
as foreign fingers
caressed me
we stared
helplessly
our destiny
predetermined

The Fisherman and
the captured Fish
both with mouths to feed
you unhooked me
you stared into my eyes
we were almost out of time
my mouth gaped wide open

For a brief moment
you understood
I too, am God’s creation
you threw me back in the sea
feeling like you did the right thing
it was too late
I was already lost

Africa
Where are you?

This sense of being lost and not understanding our heritage and contributions to humanity is one of the reasons Carter G Woodson created Negro Achievement Week (which became Black History Month). It was his way of saying we are somebody.

Today Obama is the President, but there is still no shortage of news and media projecting a negative image of African (Black) people. Today, the behavior of our youth and many of our grown folk for that matter indicate we have once again lost our way and forgot that we are descendants of the original man and architects of human progress. This is why we must diligently highlight our accomplishments and remind all of our generations that we are royalty.  This is why we can not accept being treated like animals or second class citizens.  Of course to this end, we must act the part.

Much love, many blessings, and continued peace on this glorious morning. God Willing/Insha’Allah, may all your steps be forward toward progress and uplifting for humanity.