"This fight for equality of educational opportunity (was) not an isolated struggle. All our struggles must tie in together and support one another. . . We must remain on the alert and push the struggle farther with all our might."

- Charles Hamilton Houston

I sit here...I sit here
Surrounded.
Trapped in voluntary
Money. Power. Respect.
Money. Power. Resources.
Money. People. Resources.
Movement. People. Resources.
The transformation will occur.
And now there's no turning back.
They believe in paper,
I only believe in blood.

And the night whispers in peace.
Wailing sirens of fear would have you think
Otherwise.
Dreamers nod off in hope
Of shared resistance.
But what about shared struggle?
The limits placed on acceptance are abitrary.
The dust of shoes
Take many forms.
Who feels they have the
Power
To pick the front lines?
And who cares not? But,
Only rushes to the front.
Sword in hand.
Knowledge in mind
That only the true will rush to.
How many good souls get distracted
By the fields of green.
What a pretty sight,
The fields of green
And white?
"We fight for those without a voice?"
There is a one-way conversation going on
In these fields of green.
The "voiceless" don't talk to them.
Informants. Lies, plastic hating plastic holders.
They hate themselves. Hate only breeds
Hate.
Then the fields of green begin to fade.
The flower begins to die.
They lie
About their "love."
And love
Was never about them.
Alone, words type onto their paper cups.
"YOU! YOU! CAN DO YOUR PART!"
"BUY ME!!! BUY ME!!!!"
There's nothing there we want.
And the "voiceless can't hear
Their whispers from so far back, in their
Fields of green.

DAVID WALKER

WALKER'SAPPEAL, IN FOUR ARTICLES, TOGETHER WITH A PREAMBLE, TO THE COLORED CITIZENS OF THE WORLD, BUT IN PARTICULAR, AND VERY EXPRESSLY TO THOSE OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA.

Written in Boston, in the State of Massachusetts, Sept. 28, 1829.

Excerpt:

"I am fully aware, in making this appeal to my much afflicted and suffering
brethren, that I shall not only be assailed by those whose greatest earthly
desires are, to keep us in abject ignorance and wretchedness, and who are of the
firm conviction that heaven has designed us and our children to be slaves and
beasts of burden to them and their children.—I say, I do not only expect to be
held up to the public as an ignorant, impudent and restless disturber of the
public peace, by such avaricious creatures, as well as a mover of
insubordination—and perhaps put in prison or to death, for giving a superficial
exposition of our miseries, and exposing tyrants"

- Preamble

"Do any of you say this will never be done? I assure you that God will accomplish it—if nothing else will answer, he will hurl tyrants and devils into atoms and make way for his people. But O my brethren! I say unto you again, you must go to work and prepare the way of the Lord."

- ARTICLE II.our wretchedness in consequence of ignorance.

link to whole text: http://www.assatashakur.org/forum/black-purpose-book-club/14232-full-text-david-walkers-appeal-coloured-citizens-world-link.html

Pretending to be something that your not. Subject matter is miniscule next to life. Nothing plastic matches up with flesh. Life neither starts with you or ends with you, it merely entertains you for a brief second.

Education has nothing on wisdom, knowledge has nothing on truth. Schools of thoughts are simply opinions. Only arguments getting louder outside the realm of family despair, but instead a childhood game of tag. Treat your life like entertainment and it will only entertain, it will never become one with you. Content, most certainly, alive, nope.

Sources upon sources produces nothing of the slightest matter. Arguments for arguments sake waste lives. If you're going to talk then say something meaningful. Unless you are the ones the meaning behind words is supposed to take.

Truth comes alive only in the present. To learn about the past only to dream about the past and not to gain truth about the present betrays your humanity. To live and not address life is to ruin one's life.

Madison H. Mullanphy Teaches The Serpents How To Sing The Blues

Walking around with the yokes on their neck, they feel they are ful.filled - Education around their ankles, truth running wild..!!!! with beauty.
Barred not for acquiring truth but knowledge locked the gate upon the garden.
Knowledge passed upon as though it was worth more than a lie.
Truth is universal, it resides only in the mind of the soul.
Education is only the first level of colonization.