WHERE IS THE BLACK MAN

By Mervis Miller 

Where is the Black Man? SHhh…

I was in the Motherland of Africa, running gaily and free;Loving, Living, and Hunting, just being me. And then The Stranger came and befriended me. He took me under the cloak of falsehood, from what was good. I didn’t get the vision of the glorified, Statue of Liberty. I was in Massachusetts in 1775, when I gave my life,just to keep my kids alive. I was in the north joining the Union Army, I was in the South picking cotton, thinking about the motherland, not yet forgotten.

Where is the Black Man? SHhh…

I was in Washington D.C. When Lincoln issued the Emancipation Proclamation.

Now I wonder why I was not emancipated under the July fourth Independence

Declaration. Freedom, a word hard to come my way, DAMN; even to this day. I was in Tennessee when The Stranger assassinated Martin Luther King, still I await the day that we can hold hands and together we’ll sing. I was in Vietnam, killing a people in a foreign country, when in my own I do not know where I am.

Where is the Black Man? SHhh…

I was buying houses, having families and owning property throughout the seventies in almost every state. Then The Stranger took the reigns, turned the economy upside down, made the rich, richer; the poor, poorer; and children grew in hate. I was in Panama, Grenada,Kuwait and through Iraq; creating death and destruction in every step having not an inkling of knowledge whether I would be one to come back.

Where is the Black Man? SHhh…

I was in Los Angeles on March 3^rd 1991, when The Stranger beat me unmercifully under the “Cover of Darkness” and the “Color of Authority” and the “Shield of Protection” and the motto of “Protect and Serve.” I was in America on April 29^th 1992 when The Stranger brought to light the verdict that said, “It is not safe for the BLACK MAN’S whereabouts to be known.

PSSST… Where is the Black Man? I’M…SHHHHHH…
Written by
Mervis J. Miller,I.
June 1^st 1992
January 20, 2009 … I Am In America!!!