I am taking a course on the music of the civil rights movement, and the PBS Documentary “Eyes on the Prize is required viewing. I have found myself feeling incredibly angry because there is SO much that has not changed since the civil rights years.
I wrote this poem as a way to express some of the feelings and frustration that I feel.
“It’s hard to leave your church home,” my mom said. Her voice hung with a note of sadness that didn’t […]
The following is the text of a sermon that I preached as a guest speaker at a local church. Blessed […]
As we enter homecoming/spirit day season, I want to make you all aware of something that I didn’t know was […]
Black people can’t escape indignity, even in death. It is a privilege for one’s memory to Rest In Peace.
My ancestors’ heels were bruised by white supremacy, but my feet will crush its head.
Call it patriotism, respect for the troops, law and order, or anything else, but when white people attempt to curtail black people’s right to protest, it will always be racism.
I would like for my white Christian friends to consider something: Slavery and segregation are stumbling blocks to African Americans […]
How to take care of yourself in the fight against injustice.
Before I begin, I have to say a couple of things by way of disclaimer/explanation: First of all, as many […]