plus I haven't been online much, but I'm in here every once and a while. Layin' low I spose. How you doin' in these crazy times?
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"Captured, kidnapped and stolen from different places. Separated, bound and taken to different places. Didn't care t see the tears on our sad faces. Terrified and horrified we were. Life was dark, and darkness was all we saw, the darkness of our skin and the dark and musty interior of the slave ship where we lay side by side in our hundreds, wondering where fate is taking us. Four 4 centruries life was bitter and bitterness was life but, behold! The dawn of dark has finally come and the shackles that bound my ankles, my hands and my neck for four hundred years has been broken, my lips, my tongue and teeth can now move in unison and mumble a few words; Words of anger, spite and hatred, but yet words of wisdom. I, a true Mandika, reduced to bits and silenced by the power of the gun and whip. Death and brutality became synonymous with the negro. Africa cried for her children, her children longed fo Africa but Africa was too far away to lend a hand. I look into the sky and I realized I am four hundred years behind time. It's a long way to go but though the road is dark and long, I promise to stay black and strong." -Copyright 2001 Uche Iroegbu

(I don't have his verbal or written permission to post this, but it's too beautiful not to!)

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