Many African Americans don’t want
to hear much about black history mainly because it interferes with their sense
of peace and progress. They are reminded of a time they cannot fathom when
blacks were only three-fifths of a person and invisible to those who depended
on them. They have masked their wounds with accomplishments and possessions
granted by their former oppressors whom they feel strangely, inappropriately indebted
to.
When
we don’t accept our innate greatness (gifts from The Creator) we reject the
responsibilities that come with it. We also miss out on the rewards that come
with it, like actual unstipulated freedom and control of who we really are. Those who’d rather live in the present
forgetting the past will always suffer the future. This is nothing new, but
some of us don’t believe it. We don’t believe in our greatness because we’ve
gotten comfortable at the bottom. The bottom requires no movement, no struggle,
but for a people who once ruled a world which now rules them, the bottom is
merely the start of an enviable finish at the top.