I've abbreviated the title because I no longer have the time. So little we have been given to reflect. As so America would like to forget.
I have no time now in which it is now history.
As much as my people have suffered there is not enough months in a year to summarize our pain.
Our accomplishments.
The light times,
The darkest times.
Take the shortest month out of the year put some makeup on it and call it "Black History" the truth will remain a mystery to an unseen eye like mine.
Today I took the bus to the shopping mall and feeling kind of down.
It struck me as I'm sitting there in the middle to see a black strong independent woman sitting in the very front.
An illustration of why we fight for our place to be free to be strong and to never give up.
History repeats itself but this time it's accepted with open arms on this very day.