NB: I wrote and posted this in 2011…THIS IS A REPOST.
I’d been protesting all day about the fact that I shouldn’t go to work because of my stomach situation. Jarom and the others persuaded me rightly, not to take the day off as it would be used against me. My dilemma was, we weren’t allowed to use the facilities where we were headed. Darkies and chinks weren’t allowed to even think of sharing the facilities.
Since the new government got their foot in, times had been a lot harder. If it wasn’t for the fact that we got paid and owned our own houses, well rented, life would have been a scene out of purple. All our hard works and troubles in the years leading up to 2012 didn’t mean a damn thing. They censored our books and shut down any establishment which would encourage us to gather….they hit us hard….
They gave us reasons to fight amongst ourselves and we fought. They conditioned our minds through the media, to see our men as dogs who’ll kill for the bone that fell from your plate, niggas that love to hate, waste men that won’t reciprocate and look after their children, and our women as sex toys, big booty, big breasts, full lips, that’s best, never mind if they pass their tests and them at school, dem look good… They encouraged our children to play games, and concentrate on becoming stars…for their sport…instead of letting them learn the languages of rich men. I use the term rich in the loosest of senses as a poor man who is rich in knowledge can easily with time take away the things a rich man holds dear. They know our power…and they fear it. Our skin thrives on heat and light though the days are almost unbearably hot. At night time in the darkness and the cold we seek each other’s bodies for comfort and warmth…. because a few of us know there is unity in survival.
All the while “keep the upper class up” they whisper
“and make the others kiss the ground.”
Segregation has gone way past colour.
There is a new breed of nigga now.
It’s called poor folk.
Unfortunately rather than drawing together to fight the system we poor folk, focus on finding someone we can kick, to feel better…white poor folk kicks black poor folk, black poor folk kick Indian poor folk, Indian poor folk kick white poor folk…and so the cycle goes… On their podiums, the bastards laugh.
The Olympics was supposed to be the start of something grand…yet a lot of people suffered due to another tax rise which meant they couldn’t afford materials and those that attended were the only ones in the capacity of paying the cost of a ticket. “Tickets are limited to two per family” the news commentator sang out. All over London and the UK you could almost feel the buzz of fury emitting out of households gathered in front of the 6 0clock news…even those who knew they weren’t attending had something to say. This element of hope was simply another cog in the works of a grander scheme of things that meant a shabby deal for us. The first thing they took was benefits, then equal education, then our savings and finally our right to buy….ANYTHING. Ration tickets were issued amongst Caribbean communities proclaiming that the diets we live on are an abomination to the health code! Words like hypertension started flying about, comparisons between a packet of crisp and a piece of chicken were up for debate.
Made me wonder if the whole thing was just a way of making sure the labourers(or slaves) of tomorrow year were in fit healthy condition for the work fields.
The same doctors who slewed our athletes because their diets were giving them an unfair advantage over theirs are now saying it is that diet which is making us ill…I say what- ever and thank God for my dark skin cause Lord knows when the power shortages start and them looking for someone to ‘hang’ out with I can just close my mouth, shut my eyes and blend in with the background….
- Angry Black Woman part one…Chipped Porcelain.. (memoirsofalostgirl.wordpress.com)
- Angry Black Woman part two…Teaching babies how to hate. (memoirsofalostgirl.wordpress.com)
- Murdered by police for being Black and poor (moorbey.wordpress.com)
- Why Huffington Post Thinks Poor Black Women are Ugly | Hillerie Camille (karensunhumbleopinion.com)