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Brother Malcolm

Brother Malcolm

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




I’m determined to learn about the you that sits behind the veil you use to hide everything about yourself that society has deemed different.

I want to hear your real story. I want to understand your pain and to help you overcome your doubts.

I want to have an open conversation with you where its okay to discuss our fears, our dreams, our happiness, our unique experiences, and our different beliefs.

I want to accept you for who you are, and not the public you that you wear like a costume.

I want to become less ignorant because you are in my life.

I want to be honest with you without either of us feeling the need to sugarcoat our words because we both know there is no ill intent.

I want you to feel comfortable sitting with me, unguarded and unafraid.

I want to build the kind of friendship with you that’s built for an eternity.

I’m determined to learn about the you that sits behind the veil you use to cover everything about yourself that society has deemed different.

Will you undress with me? ~ Sean King

Reflections on Truth


Regarding writing, I would only encourage you to focus on the truth that your soul is trying to get out, and not to worry about how it comes out. Truth is beautiful, not because of how pretty the words sound or well it’s written, it’s beautiful because it is a piece of our authenticity. Truth speaks to our hearts and souls in ways the mind is incapable of comprehending.

What I’m saying is you should never compare your writing to what others write, simply continue to document your truth, to bask in the glow of love, and to be as consistently authentic as you can be. ~ Sean King