To Rise With No Apology

Much like the mythical Phoenix that rises from the flames of alleged defeat to the skies and corridors of success, we must all continue that journey of growing. I will be the first to admit that hope is sparse, but the fight within us is far from the truth. As I awake to the news that only highlights despair for the poor, and of course, blacks as a people, remember that we have been down for centuries and still rise. 

As our oppressors continue their quest to reign supreme and strip us from what we have and what we could attain, it has and will be their life mission to fulfill. They, too, will experience defeat in the worst way through their supposed fulfillment. Their intrigue to govern shamelessly without thought and feeling will become that ‘noose’ that will take the breath from their bodies, much like the nooses of our ancestors. Nevertheless, I maintain that their strength is a part of us all, and the band of expansion and growth will indeed prevail.

Let us not forget that we are born of Kings and Queens. We are born of the highest integrity, and we are born to rule by our skills to survive. It is always the darkest before dawn, but our paths will be direct and calculating when the light comes. Mind you, I do have my faith in a higher power, but moreover, I’ve been endowed with the lust to not only breathe but to soar!

So, to the men of my generation, put on those ‘jockstraps’ and hold it together, as I respectfully impose my will on the women to put on your ‘big girl panties’ and continue your fight as only you can. You are the rocks and the foundations that make all of this work. Without you, men would fail, and without you, generations will perish. You are the true, PHOENIX!