Saturday, November 8, 2008

Let the harvest begin by Ms. Beauty Turner

Ms. Beauty Turner
Let the Harvest begin
The tears of our ancestors rain down for three days.
It is time for a harvest
The rich, coal , black, soil that grows our livelihood
Is being set up to be tiled.
We standing in the twenty first century ,where our eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the lord, bless and ordain, a black man as president of the United State, by the name of Barack Obama.
Where his ideology lays not too far fetched from which we already had.
An ideology that only speaks to the middle class .an exclude the poor.
The golden kernel of corn that I felt being placed in my hand in a dream by my ancestors
lay ready to be placed in my people brains.
The seed is being planted today.
Our homes are being torn down one by one, and block, by block, and our schools are being privatizes and charter out, prominent black African American leaders names like Ida B, Wells,Robert Taylor, and others are being ripped from the pages of our history books, as well as from the faces that once was called public housings.
Jobs is only a sweet memory that once dwell on the lips of many poor people that came up north from the south. Our Black ,brown and poor white babies are being murder and shot down right here on our city street, right here on America. soil.
It is time for a harvest, but nothing will happen to the blessed ,coal, black ,soil,
without us as a people putting in the work!
Let the Harvest begin!
Poor people from around the globe yelled out in happiness when Barack was elected.
Thinking that a change was going to come.
People that lived in the bellies and in the bowels of the ghetto's grabbed a hold to the tail ends of the whirl winds that stir the winds of change in order to create a President of color.
Not one time did I hear any candidate say anything about the poor.
The poor must adopt the ideology of People Organizing Over Resource, in order to be seen on the radar of change.

Copper pennies are stilled being distributed through out the poor, but not enough to lift them up off the grounds of poverty and let them spring forth into the birth of a new day!With Every obstacle have been placed in your walkway,We as a people needs to take wings in flight and lay our agenda's at the feet of this new administration that beginning to seen like an old carbon copy of the old mindset that once dwell in city offices.
A mindset that never worked and never will concerning those that are swollen and pregnant with poverty.
Too many times I have heard people who makes policies say that a person that is poor needs to pull themselves up out of quicksand by their booth straps.
An impossible tack by any man measure.
Especially when they can't afford any booths or the straps.
These mindset are that straps that bind the poor from ever obtaining anything.
That just like a poor, black child, dressed in rags, peering through a candy shop window, mouth watering with only cotton a piece of lint in his pocket, all while watching a rich child pile his pocket up with sweets, the rich child walks out where the poor child is standing and ask him
why aren't you eating?

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