A Great Moment in time

I used to envy those who were of age in the 60's; when times were soaked with the sweat of resistance.The beauty of folks standing up, sitting-in, and falling to theirs knees both literally and figuratively for civil rights fascinated me, and I wished that I was apart of it all.

Then I wished I was part of the 70's era when "Black is Beautiful" and "Black Power" were the mantras of the masses. I yearned to be alive when folks rocked their Dashiki's afros and corn rows, and raised black fists to the sky in defiance to anyone who attempted to stop them from rising. Oh I wished I were there for it all,I daydreamed about it.

But I am an 80's baby, born and raised in the inner city jungle. The good ole 80's, where the constant blows of socio-economic and racial injustice left us numb inactive and politically dead. The residue of resistance took root in hip hop and hope sprang forth, that is until we put its control in the hands of the corporate elite, who have steered the artform completely away from the political.

It's as if we've been sleep walking through the past two decades, accepting more and fighting less. It's like someone pulled out a gigantic remote and silenced us all. Iraq War...Mute, No child left behind... Mute, Hurricane Katrina...Mute.

Now I am sensing a shift, a revival,an explosion that is rising within us all. This is the beginning of a new Era. Now we are yelling fighting watching and MAKING CHANGES. We are igniting and organizing, we are becoming a movement. In the process,We ELECTED SENATOR BARACK OBAMA AS THE PRESIDENT of the UNITED STATES and HAVE MADE THIS A GREAT MOMENT IN TIME. So I know longer long to live in the past, the present is good enough for me!I smell the movement when I open my windows, I taste it, I hear it. Let's keep it going because we have alot of work to do, and we have to make up for lost time. :)