Know Your Enemy!

 

 

 

Malcolm X2

They make the rules for you to obey.
They hold the cards because they’ve got it that way.

They don’t play fair and they never will.
They break their own rules, but it’s you they kill.

They gave you a number and they gave you a name.
They sold your body and they did it without shame.

They made you a slave for you to clean up their mess.
They destroy your home and they say its progress.

They take your culture and they turn a profit.
They have you bowing and worshiping their prophet.

They try to steal everything you are.
They rule over you and they go too far.

They judge you and they say that’s fair.
They fill your days and your nights with despair.

They will always be your enemy number one.
They hate the beautiful dark ones kissed by the sun.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2015 Shelby I. Courtland

Malcolm X knew who the enemy was and he was killed for it. Yes, I know, the Nation of Islam killed Malcolm X and if anyone believes that the U.S. government had no hand in it, then believe this; there are no guns in Texas! Malcolm X was called many things; radical, racist, an angry militant separatist, but despite all of this, he was always right on point. The truth, he told, got him assassinated. The truth gets you buried and if that means, to be set free, then it is a most fucked up way to be set free!

Sigh, here is the latest evidence of who OUR enemy is!

White SC officer charged with murder in black man’s death

Dramatic video that shows a white South Carolina police officer shooting a fleeing black man after a traffic stop has led authorities to file a murder charge against the officer amid public outrage over a series of deaths of unarmed black men at the hands of law enforcement agents.

The video shows Scott falling after the shots and then the officer slowly walking toward the man and ordering him to put his hands behind his back. When Scott doesn’t move, Slager pulls his arms back and cuffs his hands. Then he walks briskly back to where he fired the shots, picks up an object, and returns the 30 feet or so back to Scott before dropping the object by Scott’s feet, the video shows.

Walter Scott may have tried to run from the officer because he owed child support, which can lead to jail time in South Carolina until it is paid, Stewart said. Scott had four children, was engaged

http://www.msn.com/en-us/news/crime/white-sc-officer-charged-with-murder-in-black-mans-death/ar-AAaA2kR

..to be continued….

Black Is The Color Of My Skin!

black couple

Black is not the color of evil,
nor is it the depths of despair.
Black is the color of my skin.
No other color would I want to wear.

Black is not the color of hate,
nor is it a victim of your guilt.
Black is the color of my skin,
and the foundation upon which everything was built.

Black is not the color of racism,
nor is it a burden that I bear.
Black is the color of my skin,
and the color of my beautiful curly hair.

Black is not a color you give to me,
nor is it the one I let you choose.
Black is the color of my skin,
and it comes in so many different hues.

Black is not a color that fades away,
nor will it let you strike it down.
Black is the color of my skin,
from ebony all the way to brown.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2015 Shelby I. Courtland

She’s A Nubian Queen!

Black is beautiful

Sun-kissed lady with the ebony skin,
so lovely on the outside as well as within.

She has high cheek bones in an oval face,
she walks with dignity and so much grace.

Perfectly beautiful just as she is,
loves her man and knows she’s his.

She’s a Nubian queen, an African bride,
and her smooth, Black skin; she will not hide.

She’s scorned the world over and she does not care.
She loves her Black skin and her curly Black hair.

She’s a model of beauty and a painter’s delight.
Her laughter is contagious, teeth gleaming so white.

She was centuries in the making and well worth the wait.
And she took her time to find the perfect mate.

He’ll treasure her love and her ebony skin,
and appreciate her beauty, both without and within.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2013 Shelby I. Courtland