R.I.P the black community?...

Gone but not forgotten...

These are the words I suspect many of us would utter should we ever be required to pay tribute to that which was
Whist there are still signs of life to be found.... certain elements flatlined a long time ago...
Destroyed... from the inside out

Are you aware there are still many misconceptions held by black men about black women and visa versa..
Destructive to relationships, and cyanide to the foundation of family, of community, society...

Round and 'round it goes in perpetual motion, gathering pace, but not truth
No longer able to seek solace in each other, pleasure is sort in the purchase of goods

Ever-changing goods that depreciate in value... for true value, must be found within.
What once did unite now divides, and what once did divide now unites
We live in Topsy turvy land..
Constantly seeking signs of life, where there is none
And killing signs of life wherever there is...

Cowardice has taken the place of bravery, and often it's deemed foolish to be brave
Where shall we go from here...
Shall we continue to hide in the church?.. it's getting rather crowded in there..

Where shall we go from here?
Well ... the resurrection? .. perhaps...

Let us pray...