Are We Slaves of the Creator?
By Michael Green
Are we slaves of Allah, our mighty Lord? Or are we mere slaves of egos, emotions, false reputations and cliches? Are we slaves of our God, worship, spirituality and oneness/tawhid, or are we slaves of personalities and worldly realities?
Are we slaves of our mighty Creator Allah or are we slaves of hidden motives, secret agendas and ambitions to fulfil unjust and unrighteous mission? Are we slaves of Allah, or are we slaves of past and former lifestyles that never really left our mind and heart? Are we slaves of Allah, our mighty Lord, or are we slaves of wanted fame and worldly games and treacherous politics? Are we slaves of Allah?
Cornrows (Braids)
By Michael Green
Cornrow (braids), she is beauty, beautiful and divine Cornrows (braids), she is bold, takes hold, the worth of gold. She is outspoken, assertive, a statement. Cornrows (braids), she is breath, life, health, aroma, fragrance and so much more. She is attractive, attraction, royalty, charm and grace, adores the face of young and old. She is the Frankincense, Myrrh, Aloe and Cinnamon of hair! Cornrows (braids), she is three ropes, vines woven into one. She is spiritual, political, social, cultural, historical, mystic and romantic.
Cornrows (braids), she is elegant, style, fashion, a trendsetter, language, meaning, sayings, proverbs and patterns stretched across (11) eleven million miles. All smile at her beauty, she is direction, a connection, an endless collection of designs that have stood the test of time. Cornrows (braids), she is inspiration, motivation, education and liberation. She is joy, peace, love and struggle! She is refined, polished and refined. Cornrows (braids), she is sophisticated, ancient Egyptian, Ethiopian, Nubian, Olmecs, and related: Yoruba, Hausa, Fulani, Mandingo, Twa, Bambara, Wolof, Ashanti, Akan, Xhosa, Zulu, Galla, Somali, Nigerian. She is rural, country, ghetto, inner-city and suburb. Thrives in the corporate, entertainment and sports world!
Cornrows (braids), she is universal, adores the head of the girls the world over, Africa, Jamaica, Cuba, Puerto Rico, Caribbean Islands, Brazil, U.S., the rest of the Americas (North, Central and South), Asia, Australia and even Europe. Cornrows (braids), she is the link of the Anicent and new.
H.I.V. – A.I.D.S.
By Michael Green
H.I.V. Human Immune Virus, Aids: Acquired Immune Deficiency Syndrome.
H.I.V. Aids, allegedly transmitted by a chimpanzee with Siman Virus from deep within the “Congo-Zaire” forest. H.I.V. Aids, like dust in the wind blowing in all directions North, East, West and South without cease in all four seasons, like rust in its advanced stages, rotting away steel.
He has stolen and claimed the lives of untold millions, H.I.V. Aids, like sands of the “Sahara”, an oasis of painful sickness and then death! Like a “Safari”, a journey, travel that has left death over 11 million miles long. He has spread far and wide, an express train ride with the love of death. He has visited and slept in South Africa, left 5.8 million, in Nigeria, left 3.6 million, in Kenya, in Ethiopia, in Tanzania, Zimbabwe, the Congo, in Uganda, and Botswana, infected with HIV Aids.
HIV Aids, like the motto, “Africa for Africans home and abroad”, he has hit and dipped in the U.S. black people only 12% of the U.S. population are 50% of U.S. Aids cases. One out of two women with Aids is a black woman. H.I.V. Aids, he loves the kids, like kids love candy. He has left 1 million children with “no” parents in South Africa, 230,000 kids with Aids in South Africa. 200,000 children orphaned yearly in South Africa, nearly 6,000 Africans die every day of Aids, and 9 million children have lost their mothers in the Motherland! HIV Aids, the “Silent Killer”.
He who we cannot see, like dust within the air, like rust rotting steel, like lungs with no oxygen, he takes innocent lives like the chokehold, like Alicia Keys, “Saving a Child” Org. We Africans home and abroad better start an urgent “S.O.S.”, “Saving Our Selves”, and eradicate this twin death grip HIV Aids.
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