I Speak of Black Phenomenon
By Shaun Sykes
Composed on September 10-11, 2000

 

What do you think of when you think of the color black?
What comes to your mind? Darkness, something that is
dirty? Burned or charred or indicating bad or inclement weather?

Our culture teaches us that black is the opposite of white, (although
they exist side by side on the keyboard in harmony) and that the black
is devoid of light. Society fears it, shies away from it and ceases their
activities in it.

Have you wondered why the villain wears black and the hero wears white?
Or why the crime/neighborhood watch sign portrays the bad guy as a dark,
black figure – one to be cautious and watchful of?

The black phenomenon I speak of exists in its people, those of the Americas,
Europe, Asia, Africa and abroad.
I speak of the people, who you have named colored to negro/negroid,
to black, to Afro-American to African American, (I ask you is there also
such thing as a Canadian-African, Jamaican-African, English-African
or Haitian-African? I think not) those of so many changing labels but one
great spirit.

The phenomenon that has snatched our people
and taken them into slavery,
Still they fought on together
And endured it bravely.

Then the bells of freedom rang
And scattered them abroad,
Where they helped build a nation
With help from the Lord.

Many inventions they made
Their discoveries self-driven,
Were borrowed or stolen
And the credit not given.

Kept on the outskirts
and left far behind,
They were treated lepers
And forced into lines.

Segregation and separation
dominated their existence,
Who thought it would be so hard
to scale their tall fence.

But the fence was scaled skillfully
And many would enter,
The arena of equality,
Good life, education, occupation
All held at the center.

So when the darkness looms
And there’s no light in sight,
Just remember the struggle
Remember the fight.

The fight still goes on today in our society:
Police brutality, racial profiling, poverty,
lack of education and skills and children
idolizing and looking up to sports stars glamour and fame over education and study.

The black phenomenon is a good, proud phenomenon , steeped in struggle –
Lifted by the mothers, family, friends and the church
But there is much to be done.

We worked hard to get in the doors, so now bring others through it.
Don’t just settle for a position in the company, work hard to
Become an officer or senior executive in the company.

Be seen, be known and come through.
The black phenomenon and their future depend on you.


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