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Wednesday, March 10, 2010


The weight that is on this mans shoulders, not even the 43 before him can understand. He is in a position that no other man has been in. He is the first, AFRICAN-American man elected to the highest office in the United States of America. He is for all that we know a happily married man to one woman, the only woman and is raising his children. Is this why they hate him, because he isn't living up to their stereotypes? Are they threatened? Were they not aware that this type of man existed??

It truly angers me that all of this is on him but this is what he was destined for, I can't change that and neither can the HATERS. I know Katt Williams said a HATERS job is to HATE but geesh, take a break. I was truly taken back by an article I read about Dan Rather saying some rather unsavory things about MY PRESIDENT. I don't know if Kevin Powell was thinking of this, the overall cloud of dissension that surrounds President Obama or something totally different when he posted this on Facebook yesterday but it is fitting.

Kevin Powell Rupyard Kipling's IF poem is very appropriate right about now, especially the first few lines....

Rudyard Kipling

IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!

Not speaking as a fan of Kevin Powell but that man is on point! If you haven't read any of his works you are truly missing out. He is a talent to be reckoned with, and he's my birthday brother...check back on April 24th for my tribute to him, just a simple poem.

P.S. I wonder is it wrong to use something in your blog that someone else does...I don't mean verbatim words just little nuances you might appreciate...hmmm

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