Loaded Quivers

I began this blog as short time ago thinking that I could say something that would INSPIRE the tiny mass that call the “Near East Side” home. I went to the coffee shop ,at the corners of Long St, and 17th, even though they have periodicals all along the walls I’ve seen them there, still, dust cloth / Zen garden patterns across their covers. Attempting to anger a readership the transfered post of [They\'re still our slaves] got no response, just as the article proved true.
It’s a wonder how we ever got a man of colour into the highest office this country has. But as I notice more and more “Moors” have begun magazine publishing companies that charge close to five dollars an issue, the content of these are WHO, in “your”neighborhood, is going TO or getting OUT OF a Federal, State or Municipal penal facility.

All the predecessors who fought and died for African heritaged people to render themselves free have gotten (almost) NO return on their considerable INVESTMENT. This Post is DEFINITELY my last attempt to “give back” to the area that inspired my conception and birth.

As Paul Harvey, (NO, not Steve’s Uncle !), would say… Good Day.