Daily I struggle to understand why the world works the way it does. What’s happened to dignity,and priorities. I want to start with my own. To my precious black boys,..what’s wrong? What’s got you taking each others lives? What’s got you singing songs of degradation,instead of lyrics of strength,power,and LEADERSHIP? What’s got you so hell bent on being destructive? Look around you,what do you see? It’s your own dead bodies fallen at every turn. It’s your minds on synthetics not meant to be absorb into a vessel of royalty. What has happened to that inner man who once stood proud on the shores of his native land? Who are you now? Do you have an answer? Can you become the victor instead of the victim? You can win,..the battle is for the strong,and the race isn’t so swift,but you can step up,and make what has been hellish into some thing wonderful. Keep your heads up, find your STRENGTH. Find yourselves. To my black men,this is tragic,when you are losing ground to what is simply a ploy to get your mind uneducated. You have been there,and you have seen the other side. Why not command the attention of that young man,and lead him back to where stability lies. And that’s you. Stand strong,..demand a meeting of the minds,and choose to live,and live in abundance of all the knowledge of who you are. Find yourselves,and find your woman. My black women,..keep your heads up. We see our sons being made daily,targets. Not just of authority,but of themselves. This is sad. Young men born of your blessed womb,and left alone to figure out life. Find your man,find your warrior,and from that point find UNITY. Let’s take that step,and find our men,our women,our sons,our daughters,and make it absolutely pertinent that family is family in every sense of the word. The POWER is there,right where it always been,make it an everyday effort to rebuild,renew,and re-dedicate yourselves. My Black man,My Black sisters, my Young Black men, And that’s what is bothering my beautiful mind!Be well; Be@PEACE!