It had been years since I spent Thanksgiving with my family. I felt as if my choice of accepting Islam was one that wasn’t accepted by those I love. However, I realized that the more I love Islam and accept all of me that everyone else will accept who I am, even if they don’t like who I’ve become (think about that). So 2016, was the start of me spending time with my family again during the hellidays (no spell check needed).
I was taught that all Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. (MLK) wanted was to integrate us as a people, but something in me told me there was more to our Brother that I did not know.
Once I joined the Nation of Islam (NOI), I learned that he was more than a dreamer. MLK did have a dream, but that’s because he was in fact asleep. Listen below to hear directly from him starting at 4:38.
(a poem written in 2015)
If you have not seen Fruitvale Station, I highly encourage you to watch this film of a real-life catastrophe based on the last 24 hours of 22-year young Oscar Grant, who was shot by a white San Francisco transit police officer on New Year’s Day of 2009. This was the first time I can recall feeling a growing pain in my heart due to the fact of losing brothers and sisters because of police brutality.