FOR MY BROTHERS EVERYWHERE

They killed the father,
Murdered the son.
Where there once stood three -
There now stands one. 

Some were hung for trying to assimilate the ideas and principles of America with the life inherited from the African Diaspora. Others allowed the bullet of homogenized existence to ricochet through their bodies … leaving them an empty shell, void of any substance believing their condition as a black man to be a human stain.

This is for my brothers who wanted retaliation when the acculturation, assimilation, and annihilation of their medial shadow became too much. This is for my brothers huddled in masques, kneeling at alters, reading in temples, meditating at home, being miseducated in schools and in streets -- waiting, praying, hoping, learning, and drowning in despair. This is for my brothers, my brothers everywhere.

This is for my brothers scared to be reflected in another brother's essence, shadowboxing invisible ghosts embroiled in fears of social construction - disowned property eloping with noose, devouring assimilation's golden fruit grown from rotten roots, embracing the blood-stained grain as truth. The danger my brother is only to you.

This is for my brothers who have acknowledged their shadow, watching it grow on the way to the sun … the natural political economist, socio-anthropologist, and philosopher that's grasped the visible relation of double consciousness steeped in a heap of deception and pseudo events fed to those seeking life and bread, brothers who screamed “give me liberty…” and ended up dead, my brothers willing to activate their mind state, unwilling to acculturate - endangered are you.

This is for my brothers convinced the only option is to run a ball or minstrel as stars to feel whole. This is for my brothers incarcerated for stealing their due piece of the pie and for younger brothers who now view time spent in correctional facilities as first rights. This is for my brothers who have misused and abused our women because all the beautiful images of them have been destroyed. This is for my brothers purposely denied of tangible fruit - for my brother, how well Danger has made you aware of its plan to annihilate you.

This is for my brothers everywhere.

-Sincerely Genius