Fight the Power and don't stop! June is Black Music Month. I am dedicating this edition to the current insurrection of liberation going on in light of the recent cries for justice. We just want to be free! We are not asking for anything extra! If you love listening to good music you can always find it in our culture. Black Music Month is exactly what it states. It is a month that is designed to esteem African American music and their culture. As noted in the HuffPost, the inception of Black Music Month came from former President Jimmy Carter. It was further pushed into legislation by music producer Kenny Gamble and his ex-wife Dyana Gamble. Gamble is known as the Godmother of Black Music Month as confirmed by Ebony.
"My skin is so black. I'm rocking that black on black." Inspirational warfare from this song is everything and more. Please tell us where is our 40 acres and a mule (our reparations). We want to be free to breathe, to jog, to shop and to build. No limitations and conditions are welcomed. We want to be free to be arrested by the police and not killed if we commit a crime, not murdered. We need the same resistance and patience that is shown to European folks when they get in trouble with the law. Maybe we need our own black men and women to police us. For the record, we want black on black crime to die along with all the institutionlized racist policies that contributes to the black community's demise.
Years plus centuries of inner city blues of racism, oppression, discrimination, and inhumane treatment, but you still want us to wait? Noop! No! Now is the time to produce what you put on paper. Liberty and justice for all! We have been hollowering, screaming, and asking. Now it appears your ears are all waxed out! Can you hear now!
Yes, we always continue to rise up and pull ourselves up by our bootstraps, per your request. Then you still keep your knee on our necks. Ending the abuse of police brutality is your job to do, not just ours! Stand up!
That old Jim Crow need to die in order for the human race to represent our case as human beings. Please listen to Nina Simone! She is spitting out her hurt. We do that alot. We collaborate in song and with our talents to cope with the pain.
Yahweh will get the glory! This is a demonic spirit that has to die. If you are a man of God (whether black or white) you are charged with doing your part to make sure this dies! It is time! Do you remember in the movie Selma when all kind of white folks marched with the black folks just so black people could have the right to vote? They called it Bloody Sunday. You would have thought that in that moment, when all kind of hatred was caught on camera showing America itself, it would have died. But oh no, it didn't. So here we are, again. Not this time! Time is up!
SAY IT LOUD! I'm black and I am proud! Proud to stand on the shoulders of greatness. Proud to stand in unity with all those who want to see change. Proud to say I love my hair, I love my skin color, I love myself. Proud to say I am different but that is how the creator made me. Proud to say we will not stop until we get what we deserve. Proud to say this is not against white folks. If you don't understand these protest songs, then that is on you!
I have to say it 2 times for those who can't hear me in the background. It's time! It is time for change! We shall not let up. Systemic oppression coupled with the residue of Jim Crow and white supremacy must die in order for the black people who pay their taxes, to be free. We have to apply the pressure on the neck of America until we are totally and completely free. We are overdue for liberation in all areas (socially, economically, medically and spiritually) in our lives.
You already know my fist is raised up high. That's my black excellence alibi. I could listen to this song forever. You heard it in the beginning and you will hear it in the end. It is time for legislative change.
