When I look at Black men these days, I look deep within their eyes for any trace of emotion. Most of the time, their faces are vacant of any expression. They do not tell the secret thoughts they keep. But come on…I’m a Black woman. I can read into you like a sage. Something is bothering you; and there’s much for you to talk about.
The number of Black males that have died young are a generation of souls. Vast names and faces of people who could have been somebody; if only they had more time. Did they go to Heaven or Hell? Did they leave behind sons and daughters? Who did they love? Who did they hurt? Why did they die? Who killed them?
Endless streams of Black male faces go by. I study them, as a painter studies its subject. There’s a lot of thinking that is provoked within me. Do any of them notice I’m paying attention? I’m careful to note how many brothers get nervous when you stare too long without saying a word.
Their time is spent always being ready for an encounter of some kind. Always in the moment–can’t be caught off guard. What is the outlook of Black men today?
Knowing many Black men and interacting with so many; a lot of them would tell you to “Mind your business!” with a quickness.
Do people really want to know?
These days, many white folks seem to be up to their old antics of blame. It’s the Black man’s fault why they can’t be happy. It’s the Black man’s fault why they can’t feel safe. It’s the Black man’s fault they are weak. It’s the Black man’s fault white women don’t want white men. The list is ridiculous.
As an African American woman, my mind is constantly riveted by Black men in some way. I fully admit: they intrigue me of course. Sometimes, I’m in awe. Other times, they can make me angrier than is humanly possible. I see so much potential in them yet, they distrust Black women. We are not their enemy.
Black men are not happy because they are not regarded for their humanity. They have been reduced to images and stereotypes. Absolute prisoners of the white man’s Cognitive Dissonance. Their treatment, in large part, is based on exactly the misinformation that white males have reported through imagery and print around this world. And it is this point that must be confronted; and to the death if necessary.
Essentially, Black men are still fighting for their freedom. The freedom to just BE–living definitively as MEN. Not boys or someone’s sidekick or constant reminders of our ancestors enslavement. They want to walk in the power, majesty and entitlements that Almighty God gave the first Black man of creation. This is their birthright.
Black kings ruled this earth. They were the first monarchs. This is hidden from Black men. So are the great accomplishments of Black men that went before them.
I want Black men to be set free. The mental chains on them are real. They see what they are told to believe about themselves. The day they will be released from this is when they stop caring about being validated by their enemy.
The white man must be destroyed. And the Black man is his natural enemy. It is time for Black men to neutralize this Golem and send him back to the darkness from which he emerged.
The day you stop being afraid of your enemy, will be the very day you conquer your enemy.
A war is necessary, brothers. Do what you must do!