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BLACK MEN

I greet you in the word of peace. You have been fighting a war since your birth, and I know you can use a little peace. Though, the biggest fight lye’s with yourselves, to where we carry on as if someone else is the blame. Our fight has been so self- inflicted. So self-inflicted that Some of us have adopted to the frame of mind that women, our Black women are the ones winning in our society. And the sad part of that misinformed thought, is that some of us, Blackmen, hate to hear that his woman is winning more than he is. And that frame of thought is just preposterous. If someone told me the story that my woman is winning more than me, than really how much am I losing? If she wins, I think it’s safe to say I win, my son wins, my daughter wins, my family wins. So, what’s the point? There’s no “win column” for her when it belongs to us.

So why fall victim to the falsified rhetoric of divide and conquer. Yes, everything in this life has been geared for her to win. Most of our thought process gives our daughters the real helping hand. She is our pride and joy, so let her win because we always wanted her to win and to win big. The sad part of your brainwashing? If you ask her if she is winning, she might beg to differ if you aren’t on her side. A real Black Woman seeks to have that strong Black man in her life. Know she is not winning without you. We are the lame of thought that think that our access determined our wins and losses. A Black woman thinks that her family’s strong stable structure is winning. And the only way that works is with you. But the real you—the one that understands her need for your direction. The one that understands her brainwashing came from our negligence as true kings. Not taking charge and being our kids’ first teacher to this harsh society. It’s just common knowledge. Who knows the challenges and has the experience of the everyday obstacles our prince will face in this society better than us? Who can teach our daughters better than us about how a woman is treated and love? It all starts with us. That’s why the fight was brought to us on a major scale. That’s why we were attacked mentally and physically. Shamed in front of our families with their (bulk- breaking) satanic, demonic way of life. Knowing it would be hard for some to hold their heads high because the shame was too much for any man to endure. These scars were never going to be seen but be planted in your spiritual being. Such shame couldn’t be diminished unless an executioner became your godfather.

Retribution comes with the loss of breath for your enemy. Though, most will proclaim those days have surely passed, as if the scars aren’t left on a generation. As if most of our televised pastime isn’t filled with abnormality of such (bulk- breaking) acceptability. Though, that isn’t my fight.

God grant me the serenity to accept the things that I cannot change, courage to change the things that I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.

We must face the fact that we have never seen a plan so well-executed and delivered in its masterpiece, while we wait on its prophesy to be fulfilled. We didn’t notice t