Updated: Feb 26
So, as most of you know, I was profoundly affected by the events of 9/11. However, this year, I feel differently. My never forget goes back hundreds of years. My allegiance is to those whose bodies were beaten, whipped, raped, quartered, lynched, dismembered, bloodied, muzzled, branded, stolen. Before 9/11 I didn't consider myself an American really. After 9/11I became a patriot. Today, I don't know. It is the only country I know and as far as I know, it is the only country of my family for generations. But I don't enjoy all of the rights of a full citizen, and the generations before me didn't enjoy those rights. Those rights NEVER meant to include me. One of Amina's, my daughter, 2016 resolutions was to learn the national anthem. So I helped her find the words, hear the song, learn the song. This was before knowing all the verses and understanding what the song was even about. So now, I had to re-educate her about the song. How do you love and fight for a country that has never loved you? How do you defend freedoms that God granted All people, but your nation only protects those freedoms for some? I have never lived anywhere else, so this is home. When I think of I think of a place where there is love overflowing. That is what The Wiz told me. But that is Not what I think of here. Such is the conundrum of being black in America. We have to prove our patriotism for a place that hates us. Then we are not allowed to use our Constitutional rights to speak against our abuse, because that makes us ungrateful Americans. Really? So to sit and suffer abuse is what mainstream America wants us to do. Sit, shut up, and get killed. Anything less is unpatriotic. This 9/11 I will mourn the lives our government took that day, days prior, and days since. Our government is the real terrorist, and ALWAYS has been.