Weep For The Children!

tears I cry

Weep for the children
who are born into this world;
a world of seething hatred,
aimed at this poor little boy and girl.

You say you want someone to love
and you need an innocent child.
Take a look at the world around you.
What was paradise is now, defiled.

Think again about what you want
and what it is you are about to do.
You are pounded by the force of hate.
Is this what you want for your child too?

This is not about Planned Parenthood
and abortion was not on my mind.
I just see that innocence is doomed,
thanks to the evil that is mankind.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2016 Shelby I. Courtland

I am not trying to tell anyone what to do. I am merely stating that if it were up to me, I could not bring an innocent child into this mess. I just could not. And seriously, take a look around. What do you see? Wars, hatred, ignorance, bigotry, genocide, murder, lust, STDs, avarice, homelessness, mass incarceration, mass water shut-offs, poisoned water, millions of refugees, radiated oceans, dying sea life, climate change, rising seas; a world teetering on the brink of war. How in the ‘world’ could I ever think of bringing a child into this? I weep for the children.

Black Lives Don’t Even Matter To Blacks!

 

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Bernie Sanders leaves Seattle stage after event disrupted by Black Lives Matter protestersSanders was the final speaker on a long program held at a city park. Shortly after he took stage, a small group of protesters from a Seattle chapter of Black Lives Matter took the microphone and demanded that the crowd hold Sanders “accountable” for not doing enough, in their view, to address police brutality and other issues on the group’s agenda.

After sharing a few local grievances with the crowd, including school disparities and gentrification in Seattle, the protesters asked for a period of silence to commemorate the one-year anniversary of Michael Brown being shot and killed during a confrontation with a police officer in Ferguson, Mo.

I will believe in the legitimacy of the #BLACKLIVESMATTER ‘movement’ when I see concrete evidence that according to the group, Black lives really do matter, but to-date, I have seen no evidence of that.

Disrupting Bernie Sanders as he speaks at an event in Seattle is not going to prove that this group really believes that Black lives do indeed, matter. Au contraire! When the group, instead of disrupting political events,  begins to focus on SOLUTIONS to the problems that plague Black lives in America, then and only then will I take the group seriously and again, as of yet, I see nothing to make me take this group seriously. Au contraire!

When #BLACKLIVESMATTER begins to hold Blacks accountable for the $1.1 trillion dollars that flows through our hands each and every year straight to the whites, Koreans, Chinese, Indians, Pakistanis, etc., and to hold Blacks accountable for instead of pooling our money together to build and open our own grocery stores, banks, medical institutions and start other businesses that are Black-owned, Black supported and that lift up Black communities, we take that money and AGAIN, give it to the whites, the Koreans, the Chinese and every other group and then we wonder why we need Section 8 vouchers, I will start taking the #BLACKLIVESMATTER group, seriously. We wonder why we need food stamps. We wonder why we need Medicaid. We wonder why we need someone to wipe our nose for us. If we didn’t take our money and run right out and buy that new pair of Timberland boots, run out and buy the latest Nikes to come down the pike, run right out and buy designer label after designer label, run right to the Chinese Carryout, run to the Korean liquor store, run to the Korean nail and hair salon, and instead invest our dollars in building up our own communities as in starting food co-ops, housing co-ops, credit unions and the like, we would have something. We would not need to show our ass to get attention from those that we insist should do our fighting for us. We have got to fight for ourselves. It should be crystal clear by now that no one is going to fight our battles for us. No one is going to make us matter until we start acting like we matter. And we are not doing that. We are doing the opposite. All Black people are not ignorant. We have the potential to become doctors, lawyers, judges, bankers, franchise owners. It is not that other groups are smarter than us. It is just that we look to movements and marches and groups and organizations like the NAACP to do for us when that is SO not happening.

A ‘movement’ is not a hash tag, nor is it spouting off at the mouth and displaying your ignorance. The group’s collective ignorance is not hard to see. This group is nothing more than a joke and not a very funny one at that; it is a travesty and the tragedy is that many Black people are falling in line with this joke because #BLACKLIVESMATTER is just a diversionary tactic, set in place to divert Black people from what really matters. If Black people woke up to what they could collectively do on their own, they would be a force to be reckoned with but if ‘the powers that be’ continue to write the script and pound it into us daily that if instead of realizing and recognizing what we should be doing, we instead allow ourselves to be sidetracked by some made up hash tag with a hidden agenda that has nothing to do with Black people making gains in America, we will continue to never realize our potential. And this is all done by design. Find out who is sponsoring the group; financing the group. Find out why the group is only making noise, but is lacking in any substance. Why is the group focused not on building up Black people, but instead seems hell bent on solely getting a message to, I really don’t know who, that #BLACKLIVESMATTER. Black lives are never going to matter to the whites, that should be well understood by now. It is time that Black people took a stand and stood up and came together to help Black people. No one can solve all of our problems for us. We have to take some responsibility for what becomes of us. We know the white man is hell bent on trying to eradicate us and since that is a fact, why would a group, #BLACKLIVESMATTER continue to tell Black people to march to the same whites that Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., and all the other Black people marched to in the 1960s? What has been accomplished if Black people are still to this very day, marching to the same group that they’ve been marching to for over 50 years? What is wrong with you? Why is it that the Koreans can come to America and work together and open up their own businesses? The Pakistanis do it. The Chinese do it. Every other group can get their act together, but we cannot. I do realize that we got our start in America as slaves, but our ancestors had it worse than we do and we know this and yet, we make a mockery of their memory because if they could see how far we have not come as a race of people, they would be outraged and ashamed because as many of us that the white man kills, we are also on the streets doing his job for him. Is this really necessary? By now, we should not still be marching to the white man, begging for some relief or joining some jumped up ignorant screaming fools that simply crave attention and only manage to make themselves appear ridiculous and yes, ghetto. Will we never get it?

If I have said it once, I have said it a thousand times, you cannot expect to get different results by continuing to do the same thing over and over again. You are going to get the same results. Stage another protest and what has that accomplished? Petition City Hall to close down some more streets and parade all up and down the streets of America and what has that accomplished? I’ll tell you what it has accomplished. It has accomplished tired, aching feet and shoes with worn down soles and that is all. Your limp ass protest signs dating back to the 1960s are just as irrelevant today as they were back then. What has changed? Jim Crow? Jim Crow is throughout this land. Where do you live, Black folks? Are you rubbing shoulders with the whites? Or are you segregated in Black communities? Are your children rubbing shoulders in school with their white counterparts? How many Black-owned businesses are you entering? Can you not easily tell when you have entered a so-called ‘white neighborhood’? And why is that? It is because you are still just as segregated today as when Jim Crow laws were first put on the books. Still think that you can drink out of any water fountain? Take your Black ass inside an exclusive country club asking for a glass of water and see what you get for your troubles. Walk by a ‘gated community’ and see how fast the cops show up either before or after some vigilante has mucked up your day or night.

Black lives will only matter when Black people finally decide that their lives really do matter. We should not need Black lives to matter to the whites. That is never going to happen. We as Black people must first matter to ourselves and we don’t. We don’t like our hair. We don’t like our own people because their skin is too dark or their skin is too light or they talk too ‘white’ or too ‘Black’ or they don’t have the ‘cool’ clothes  or the ‘cool’ smartphone or some such nonsense. When will that shit cease to matter? When Black lives really matter and not just junk that we buy, then and only then can we go about the business of accomplishing something worthwhile. And the #BLACKLIVESMATTER group matters not, nor is it helpful or relevant to the awakening that must first take place in the heart of each and every Black person in America. You’ve got to matter to you. It is not about how much you matter to someone else. Matter to yourself and maybe then, you will change your perception of what is important and realize that it is not about Timberland boots and Nikes and rims and fake nails. And remember, the reason why we are doing so poorly as a people in America is because we are divided. And you know the saying. “Together, we stand, Divided, we fall.” And that is why Black America, we are falling. It is because we do not stand together!

#BLACKLIVESMATTER cannot stop you from falling. That movement will not catch you because that is not what #BLACKLIVESMATTER is all about. Do your own research. Educate yourselves and stop listening to the lies. Stop reading the script of others and write your own. Make your life matter and in the process, maybe then, you will understand that if your life matters, then so does your neighbor who is also more than likely Black, and together, you can start a ‘constructive’ movement. You will not need a Section 8 voucher that pays some unconcerned white landlord hundreds of thousands of dollars a year to house you in the poorest section of town, the “Black section.” Is #BLACKLIVESMATTER addressing this issue? Is #BLACKLIVESMATTER addressing the inner city school-to-prison pipeline? Is #BLACKLIVESMATTER addressing the Black child poverty rate? The Black unemployment rate? Is #BLACKLIVESMATTER using its donations to build safe, decent, affordable housing because that government backed HUD mess certainly isn’t working. HUD doesn’t give a damn where you live or even if you live. Why do you think congress takes more money from HUD each year? It is because HUD is a failure. It is a gigantic black hole that swallows taxpayer money and there is no return on that investment. Don’t believe it? Don’t take my word for it. Read this!

I say, “Black Lives don’t even matter to Blacks!” Make a liar out of me, I dare you!

A Moment Of Kindness Amidst The Hate?

I just cannot make this shit up

Black cop helps ill man wearing a swastika T-shirt at KKK demo – moments after racist demonstrators chanted sick ‘gorilla’ taunts.

White supremacists came out to protest the removal of Confederate flag from South Carolina’s statehouse
A picture of a black police chief helping a man wearing a swastika T-shirt has gone viral after it was shared on Twitter

In one video, a white man with a shaved head makes ape noises to anger a black crowd in attendance at the rally

Another threatens to ‘hang your black *ss’ at the rally which drew at least 300 supporters of the Ku Klan Klan

But 400 New Black Panther Party members opposed them, and slammed the flag removal as ‘illusion of progress’
The opposing rallies come a month after racist 21-year-old Dylann Roof shot dead 9 black people in Charleston

So, let me get this straight, the white supremacists, who by the way, are related to every Black person in the south, are busy calling their brothers and sisters, ‘gorillas’. Shame! Shame! Shame! Didn’t our mother teach us that name-calling was a “no-no?” Now, my first cousin Bubba should know this and he is spoiling for a whooping since our mother is gonna tan his hide real good if’n she gets a hold of this.

“Bubba, you ain’t too big for mama to put you over her knee and give you a well-deserved spanking for acting ignorant in public. Ignorance is all very well and good so long as it’s not made public. You have shamed the entire family with your disgraceful display of ignorance. Now, close your mouth ’cause you ain’t been to the dentist in over 30 years and your breath just got the best of you. And now, your uncle’s(the police officer) got to help you sit down and try and recover from your chronic halitosis. Heat stroke, my ass! Bubba, I told you to stop throwing away those toothbrushes that mama kept buying from Wal-Mart! And what’s up with the swastika? Hitler’s been dead since 1945 although, I know you didn’t know this since I am your only educated cousin. And I’m educated because I left the south ’cause I was tired of being homeschooled by our horse named Mr. Ned seeing as how he was the smartest one of us all. And don’t forget, Bubba, I saw you having your way with one of the chickens. Mama never could understand why I refused to eat chicken that night for dinner and I got walloped upside the head for being too highfalutin to eat good southern grub. It just pains me no end to see that y’all ain’t even trying to let go of the past. What’s the matter with you? You don’t like the year 2015 for some reason? Or do y’all still think it’s 1861? The war is over and we lost, deal with it! You don’t think that I am ashamed of YOU? Why, when I’m asked for a picture of my family, I used to pull out a picture of the Huxtables, but since ole Bill’s been ‘outed’ for being a sexual predator, I’m now pulling out a picture of The Jeffersons.”

“Now, now Tommy, you just go back to the trailer park and stop telling your brother that you is going to ‘hang his Black ass! Just ’cause you still mad that your brother’s dick is bigger than yours and that you look like a boiled lobster from being out in the sun is no reason to go bat shit nuts. Your wife, Lula Mae promised to stay true to you even though she calls you ‘Little Dicky’ and has been found in the barn with your horse named Monster. So, technically, she ain’t messing around on you since messing around with a horse don’t count. So, you go home and kiss Lula Mae and just maybe, she’ll forgo her session with Monster tonight and give you a little lovin’ ’cause that’s all you need!”

“And for my new Black Panther brothers, power to the people! Pump, pump, pump it up!”

As serious a problem that hate is, it is truly ridiculous for people to pretend that they are somehow superior to others based solely on the color of their skin when so much rape was going on in the south and wherever slaves happened to be that many whites are afraid to look into their background for fear of what they’ll find. Oh they know and that’s what scares them because someone could be making ‘gorilla’ noises at them and burning crosses in their yard, if the truth be known that they are equally related to Black people. And this is in fact, a reality, just ask Craig Cobb, a former avowed white supremacist who found that he is indeed, filled with another supremacy, African roots. Dude is still pissed about finding out just where his roots lie and because of it, his credit score took a serious nosedive, not to mention, his credit cards have all been declined AND the white supremacists defaced HIS home. I say, “turnabout’s fair play!” LMAO!!

White supremacist home defaced by racist graffiti after revelations about his African DNA

And of course, I just couldn’t help myself! I took it and ran with it! LOL! Enjoy!

Where Is The Outrage?

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What will it take to wake America’s dead?
Should I prepare a most lavish spread?

On our menu we always serve, “Ignorance Is Bliss!”
Americans are clueless and think nothing’s amiss.

As propaganda revs up, the truth gets distorted.
Another drone strike is authorized; no mission aborted.

The menu keeps growing as the body count rises.
And another day dawns, with no new surprises.

I wait for the awakening and the questioning tongues.
Where is the outrage from air-filled lungs?

Lies and distractions fill every bowl.
They go down with ease as you swallow them whole.

Are the dead really dead or are they all just asleep?
From the people of America, I don’t hear a peep.

The world is on fire and the rivers run red.
Is this a bad dream or are you really dead?

Keep eating from the plate of selfish delight.
No one can ever satisfy that beast’s appetite.

Once you’re on the menu, your ass is toast.
You’re no longer alive, you’ve the substance of a ghost.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2014 Shelby I. Courtland

God Damned America To Hell!

Religion? In America? Hell nah! Because God damned America to hell!
Religion? In America? Hell nah! Because God damned America to hell!

Oh, so, you went to church today and got ‘religion’, did you? Fuck if you did! Ain’t no goddamn religion in these here Divided Snakes of Amurderer because God damned America to hell! You’re a lying piece of filth if you even think that you’ve got an inkling of what religion is all about. You’re fucking clueless because you think that if you bow your head and listen to some stupid ass prayer from some simple ass reverend that you’re good. You ain’t good! In fact, you so ain’t good! Your happy ass is hell bound, motherfucker! You see, you’re just another piece of worthless filth who is trying to pay their way through the pearly gates. Your reverend is a goddamn piece of shit ‘cause you’re paying him or her for services rendered; the service of assuring your worthless happy ass, a permanent spot in paradise once you blow your last breath out. Haven’t you heard? You can’t ‘buy’ your way into heaven motherfucker, oh no! You either get there on your own merits or you don’t get there at all. You go in the opposite direction. And I’ll save you some dough! You ain’t going to heaven, oh not at all. I don’t care what you do. The reason why you ain’t going to heaven motherfucker, and you know why, but you don’t want to admit to it, is because you’re a sorry, worthless, complacent, apathetic, useless piece of shit that ain’t even worth the dirt underneath your Louis Vuitton shoes and what’s more, you ain’t got a merit to stand on. That ant that you stepped on on your way into your ‘holy’ worshipping palace has a guaranteed spot in God’s holy place, but your ass won’t see it because you’ve already been rejected and don’t even act like you don’t know it.

Nothing can save your worthless ass from the hellfire that your reverend, is going on and on about. Oh that’s right, you’re listening so intently and hanging onto every word because you need that hope that once you’ve paid your tithes and bowed your head and repeated after the good reverend, that that is all you’ve got to do. Hell nah, motherfucker! You see, when was the last time that you gave a shit about anybody or anything other than your own worthless hide? I’ll tellya. On the twelfth of never! You more than likely drove by a homeless mother and child and spit and if you didn’t do that, then you looked the other way. When was the last time you actually gave a damn about the fact that children are hungry and are going to bed in warehouses? When was the last time you cared enough to call a prison warden and ask why are prisoners on hunger strikes? When was the last time you gave a thought to those who are without health insurance especially since you know what it feels like to be sick? When was the last time you told your representative that you were damn sick and tired of wars being started in your name over some bullshit? When have you ever realized that the reason why America is constantly minding some goddamn other country’s business is because you’re driving an SUV next door to the supermarket? Have you ever wondered why America’s military is stationed all around the world? Have you ever checked and found that the U.S. spends more on military useless shit than it does on anything else? Have you never wondered why drones are still raining down on the heads of people in foreign lands if Osama bin Laden is dead? Have you even thought to wonder why America does not want to get out of Afghanistan? Have you wondered why America is knee deep in starting shit in Venezuela? Hell no, you haven’t. You don’t fucking care because you’re just so goddamn religious, that shit just don’t concern you. You’ can’t be bothered because that would mean that you’d have to look up and see that it ain’t all mood lighting and sunbeams shining in your stupid, clueless face. You just might have to actually DO something about all the horrors that you see unfolding before your eyes that you just don’t want to see.

Church and religion is another escape route for you because then you think that by singing some hymns, that you can keep reality at bay. Sing a hymn and shit don’t look grim. Well, it’s grim, motherfucker, exceedingly grim. And what do you think you’re going to do when the bomb falls into your goddamn lap? You gonna sing a hymn? Is that going to stop your foolish ass from being vaporized? Are you gonna pretend that it’s a big ole smartphone and play with it? Probably, since Americans ain’t exactly displaying any God given sense these days. And you want to know why? Again, God damned these divided snakes of Amurderer. So, motherfucker, keep assuming that you even have a clue as to what ‘religion’ is all about when you don’t know a goddamn thing about religion. Keep telling yourself that religion is what’s keeping people from being homeless. If that were the case, then why are there over a million people walking around homeless in America on any given night? Keep telling yourself that religion is what’s keeping people fed. If that were the case, then why are so many children hungry when they get to school in the morning? Keep telling yourself that hospital emergency rooms are there to treat the uninsured sick. Of course you never heard about poor Anna Brown, a poor homeless woman, who died in police custody because she went to the hospital begging for help only to have the police called on her, taken to jail and died promptly on the jailhouse floor from blood clots in her leg. You didn’t hear about that because you were too busy attempting to buy your way into heaven by handing money to the reverend who will make sure that you pay dearly for your guaranteed spot.

You didn’t hear about the children in Iraq who are now orphans thanks to the good ole USofA. You didn’t hear about the civilians in Afghanistan who have been fucked up by the U.S. military, killed and had their body parts cut off and exhibited for trophies. You were busy trying to pay your way into heaven. You didn’t hear about the drones that have been raining down on innocent heads in Pakistan, Yemen and Somalia because you’re just too religious to pay attention! You can’t be bothered by that piddling little shit. What’s that got to do with you? It’s got everything to do with you because it’s done in your goddamn name and what’s done in your name is going to register on YOU motherfucker on judgment day. So, if you think that you are religious, you’d better hop to waking the fuck up, opening your motherfucking eyes and saying, “woe motherfuckers, the shit stops now because I’m religious, SEE and I want my candy ass to get into paradise, I’ve paid enough for it!”

Yes indeed, God damned America and don’t even think that I am going to pretty any goddamn thing up anymore. The time for me to post poems about posies of pansies is long fucking gone, so if you think that you’re going to bring your candy ass in here and read some feel good shit, too fucking bad. It SO ain’t gonna happen. If you can’t handle fire, then stay the hell outta this goddamn kitchen, cause it’s smokin’ in here, SEE! You know about fucking religion, my ass!

Don’t Worry, We Got This!

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All around the internet, I see people wondering if Americans will wake up before it is too late. Save your breath because no matter what you say, it will fall on deaf ears. Americans cannot nor will they see that their situation is already beyond help. Even when millions cannot find a job and when food stamps have been cut for millions of Americans, Justin Bieber would have to tell them that the U.S. government tried to fuck up Ukraine and spent $5 billion doing it and still, it wouldn’t even register. The fact that Americans are lied to every single time a politician opens up his or her mouth is of no consequence when they tell Americans that there is no money to fund needed programs and that we must deal with austerity because of the deficit and yet, money can be found to initiate a coup in another country. Americans respond with, “oh dear me, another trip to the food shelf.” When Americans are told that cutbacks in education are necessary, this is met with, “damn, uze gist gawn be dum Jawny!” Translation, “you are going to be a dumb motherfucker Johnny and with no goddamn skills other than burger flipping, so get at it!”

Americans are hung out to dry by their representatives every single damn day and all they do is, “yawn.” You see, it’s just another bright, sunny day in this here fool’s paradise, in this rich man’s dream, in this poor man’s swamp where the needs of the needy are of no consequence and the desires of the rich are catered to. Let me put it this way, homelessness has become so damn much of a norm here that we just make up laws in order to feed them to the for profit prison industrial complex and then we forget about them. You know the old saying, “out of sight, out of mind, problem solved.” That is our solution to everything that we don’t want to deal with. Keep it out of my sight. Do whatever you have to do, but just get it out of my sight. Lock it up. Throw it away. Hide it. Make it disappear. Give me the illusion of Utopia. If I don’t see it, then I cannot become it. Fill my vision with glitter and glamour and all things bright and beautiful. Keep the ugliness at bay. I don’t want to deal with it. Give me a pill to keep me happy. Give me a pill to take away the pain of reality. I don’t want to deal with it, see ‘cause it ain’t hardly no fun. And that’s what it’s all about; fun, good times, laughter, high living, the surreal and not the reality. You see, Americans don’t do reality real well, oh not at all. The real deal, they can’t stomach. So, they must be continuously intravenously fed if need be, lies, half-truths, disinformation and they will eat that shit up and sit down and belch it out and still manage to produce a rose. That is how good Americans are at ignoring what they don’t want to know. Oh, Americans ignore quite a lot of shit. On a good day, Americans couldn’t even tell you what color the sky is, not on their own, that is. They must first check an app and please don’t confuse them by asking them for change. You’d only get a blank stare. And if a remote control can’t get it done, chances are, it ain’t happenin’.

So people, please stop wondering when Americans are going to realize that something is really rotten in America because they never will. Nothing is wrong. It is all in your mind. The lights are on in the gated communities and the lights are on in the prison industrial complex and therefore, all is good! We got this! We’re in control of our own destiny and never you doubt us good old Americans, not for a minute. You outsiders, pfft!, whaddayou know?

Like I said, “don’t worry. We got this!” Uh…on second thought, you might want to worry just a teensy weensy bit!

Eyes That Will Not See, Ears That Will Not Hear

Open your eyes and unplug your ears and see and listen to the horrors that Obama is unleashing on not only this country, but others as well.
Open your eyes and unplug your ears and see and listen to the horrors that Obama is unleashing on not only this country, but others as well.

Do you care that the world is in total chaos?
No! I am most worried about Miley Cyrus.

Isn’t global poverty such a shame?
So what? I’m watching the ‘Price Is Right’ game.

Your government is spying on you.
‘Survivor’s’ on and that’s not true.

There’s been a drone strike in Pakistan.
Oh, good! I still love Pokémon.

I cannot vote; I’ve no I.D.!
How do you like my new TV?

People are dying for lack of insurance.
Botox will work; I’ve my doctor’s assurance.

Whistleblowers are thrown in the brig.
Does this make my butt look big?

The homeless have no place to stay.
Who will the ‘Bachelor’ pick today?

My house is in foreclosure, what should I do?
I think my SUV is the perfect color blue.

Wake up! Wake up before it’s too late!
How you do carry on! But I have a date.

Written by,

Shelby I. Courtland
© 2013 Shelby I. Courtland

There are so many people who choose to remain ignorant of what is going on. They would rather tune in to the latest scandal on some reality TV show then educate themselves on what really matters. Though some of us try, we cannot get through because as I’ve stated, they have ‘eyes that will not see and ears that will not hear’. Will they wake up? I sincerely doubt it.

Struck A Nerve, Did I?

For the first time since starting this blog, I received..let’s see..what shall I call it..’nasty mail’. Apparently, some took exception to the post “The Boston Marathon Bombing Suspects’Downgraded from Black to White or would that be Upgraded?'”

Now, I shall take a moment to explain something, not that I have to but I want to. As anyone can see from my picture, I am a person with a ‘permanent tan’ and I have had more hate aimed at me, more nastiness aimed at me, than I can shake a stick at. It comes with the territory. Is it fair? Is it right? Is it justified? No! But that hasn’t stopped those who have a problem with my complexion or that I have the nerve to have an opinion, back it up with facts and post it for all and sundry to see, from renaming me, so to speak. As much as I am sensitive to the plight of others, I have a ‘teflon coating’. Calling me the ‘N’ word, doesn’t set my blood to boil, it means that I have ‘struck a nerve’, exposed YOUR ‘achilles heel’. Trust me, it’s good for you! Get all of that pent up hate and anger at me out of your system because it does not bode well for your blood pressure stats. Not to mention that it has done not one bit of good because I will not, nor shall I ‘back off’. I intend to continue to put the truth out there. I will not be intimidated by racial slurs. Obviously, since I am posting online, I expect the ignorant to pop in every now and then, if only to let me know that ignorance is still in abundance and happily eager to make me aware that ignorance is not going anywhere anytime soon. More’s the pity.

The really sad part is that when the words Black and White are thrown together, it causes rage, ignorance, insanity, intolerance and madness to rear up and distort the thinking of what should otherwise be considered, rational minds. In other words, we cannot have a discussion on race relations in this country when so many enter into the throes of an apoplectic attack whenever confronted with the truth as told by someone with a permanent tan. It does not matter what that truth is, especially if it debunks and sheds light on lies, stereotypes and misinformation about those in society who are viewed as ‘inferior’ by some. Be that as it may, I will shed even more light. No ethnic group is superior to another. You may believe that you are superior, but your belief is misguided. Here, let me sum it up for you with a repost:

A Reflection On My Complexion

I was born with a permanent tan.
And if I do the best I can,
I still get called a name.
Why must I take the blame?

I had no say when I was born.
So, I don’t understand your scorn.
Why hate me for my complexion?
This could have been your reflection.

I will not let you break me down,
solely because my skin is Brown.
Even if I’m solid Black,
there’s not one human trait I lack.

Throw caution to the wind.
Reach out, you’d find a friend.
I bleed the same as you.
And smile when you do too.

We’re all just one big race.
Trying hard to find our place.
In the grander scheme of things,
strive for love and what it brings.

Written by,

Shelby I. Courtland

Footnote:For many, this will fall on ‘eyes that will not see’, I cannot help that. All I can do is put it out there and never think for one nanosecond that I will not continue to do so…..au contraire!