A mosque in Djenne, Mali, consolidated by Emperor Mansa Musa who reigned over modern day Mali, Senegal, Gambia, and Guinea during the 14th century.
Former New York Times Science Editor Nicholas Wade argues in his 2014 book “A Troublesome Inheritance” that Blacks lack the genetic capabilities to adapt to and establish advanced societies, such as the Egyptian dynasties, in comparison to Whites and Asians. The below poem is my response.
Dear mortal, you are similar to a prey.
Manifested in our existence is the Sun that has a calligraphic array.
Dimmed eyes, you have not been enlightened by our awoken rays.
We are like a tomorrow that never ends, what more can we say?
We are like this fish to flay — our evolution is divine — no matter how hard you pray.
Made of advanced societies, your evolution died like a prey.
A theory is such but poetic is our Law, and factual yesterday
As it will be today. Innate predispositions aren’t common nowadays:
We are those pyramids as we resurrect from your tombs of clay.
Soul-searching spirit, here’s to the good vibes we have enjoyed for so long.
The world is turning into America but there is more into our Humanity than Black or White; hieroglyphic is our nature.
Here is to our good tidings. We are spiritual beings harvesting our God given right under these moon’s lights.
There’s more into you and them than gold and green.
We are not animals; in the name of our Intelligent Design, may these winds wash away your errors. May this tide blow away your mind and allow these waves to make you like us: beautiful metaphysical Africans.
