ICONIQUE MAGAZINE JUNE 2020 PRINCE EDITION

RIP Mr. Floyd I never claimed to be a conscious writer but the latest travesty has made my conscience tighter… I can’t speak but my pen leaks... for George Floyd in spite of… I try to find a spark in the dark in hopes of days much brighter… But the lack of justice forces me to become a fighter… My skin is light but it will never be whiter… or I should say “White Enough” to be considered NOT A THREAT to society… Even with my degree, experience and pedigree, when I walk down the street there will always be a few people that will fear me, may be disgusted by me, envious, jealous, or may think less of me… simply because I’m a minority... I thought it was a free world but nothing is free in the land of the lawless… When I have to watch where I go, how I speak, watch what I wear… Every second of my LIFE is filled with thoughts or messages of “Be careful… I must say cautious”... from the heartless monsters…

America celebrates a space force and discovering life forms on other worlds and the moon… But society treats us like buffoons, cops kill us like animals… and they call us “the goons!”

The facts remain constant… A black man in America can be as powerful or more powerful than his counterparts but when it comes to fair treatment… He’s less than a human when he leaves his home, office, business that he owns or even sitting on a plane, in a seat that he paid for… I live in the most powerful country in the world but I may get questioned if I sit in a first class seat… It’s assumed that if I sit there, I have to be a rapper or athlete... As my wise brother proclaimed… “I’m just a black man with money!” But my status doesn’t matter and I still get treated funny… I still get stares, and despite my rights, I exist in a world of wrongness… Governed by rules, fools and the clowns in congress… I watched and rejoiced 8 years of having the first black president… Even with his power, intellect and prestige, he was still treated as just another black man… aka a low class, ignorant resident… He ran the country and lived in the white house… many people made it a habit for him to be denounced… He left with dignity and pride… The opposition cheered for other reasons… It was his time to bounce… But some of us cried and were in pain… we knew the world would never be the same… And that it would probably never, ever happen again.