BLACK
NATIONAL HARVEST I surf the lyrics of the legendary Isley Brother’s tune “Harvest
for The World” knowing their full meaning. It was arguably
the most simplistically prophetic tune ever produced, and it is
so applicable to our intra-race predicament. Dress me up for battle
When
all I want is peace
Those of us who pay the price
Come
home with the least
A critical component of intra-race bigotry or prejudice against Same Gender
Loving people is this need to pitch one’s tent of personal hostilities
against those seeming most vulnerable. Like racism and sexism, intra-race bigotry
can be a self-protective device – a tool of deflecting attention
away from oneself as a disguise. The one way we can hate Blackness on
the sly is to espouse bigotry against Black Same Gender Loving and Transgendered
folk. After all, so many people practice it that to have a conscience
is less required.
Compounding the dilemma is the mad rush to belong – to be in agreement
like a verb with a noun. But, while many of us practice mind boggling prejudice
to fit in, the rest of us - forced to dress for self-defensive battle – simply
want some peace so we can live out our days strategizing around the battle
against racist forces. Love’s bountiful in us
Tarnished by our
greed
Oh, when will there be
A harvest for the world
Another inherent characteristic of this bigotry is how people feed their
own hunger for love in a parasitic framework. We nourish our emotional craving
for intimacy and sexual balance by hurting and ostracizing others who dare
to have some – and who dare to enjoy it differently. Love’s bountiful
in them, lodged down in their greed - when will there be a harvest for the
world. Gather every man.
Gather every woman.
Celebrate
your lives.
Give thanks for your children.
Oh-h-h, gather
everyone
Gather all together - gather all together
Overlookin’ none
Hopin’ life
gets better for the world.
One must stop and contemplate ostracization
and discrimination in a world that feigns or play-acts having overcome
it. While many of us delude ourselves about a fair world if you
only work hard, in many states it is perfectly legal to discriminate
against Black Same Gender Loving and Transgendered people. We can
be legally denigrated in the workplace, prevented from caring for
our partners in medical emergencies and discriminated against in
housing and eviction processes. That is an exact replica of pre-1950’s
racist oppression. While half of all Black Same Gender Loving people
are Mothers and Fathers, many of their pastors, family members
and others deliver scorching and humiliating sermons and diatribes
that “shock
and awe” our children’s
ability to meet life’s challenges. We should give our discriminators
and naysayers homework assignments in the scriptures – making them
find all equivalents to the phrases, “Overlookin’ none,” and “hopin’ life
gets better for the world.”
All babies together
Everyone a seed
Half of us are satisfied.
Half of us in need. The tentacles of that bigotry and discrimination to which I speak wrap-around
generations of us. They leave emotional scarring, squeezing energy from our
children’s and loved one’s health and well being – delaying
our Diasporic harvest. This conduct contradicts the delight in which some will
lament about children being our future. Ask yourself which of the little ones
you come into contact with daily can be presumed the offspring of Same Gender
Loving men or women? There is no way to know from the outside looking in. But,
inside looking out – children witness how bigotry is inflicted on the
people they love the most. We see in their behavioral responses the simple
truth that half of us being satisfied, and half of us in need – is not
working.
“In Every Sense of the Word” |