[Go low low, blacky]

"Point your finger up, point your finger down_tell me how you are, and how low you can go." It may not stretch your mind to that exact point but a failed nursery rhyme meant for the SADC bloc's black creches that I somehow came across in the archives of one publishing house. Realizing that, an official told me not to read it further for it would've disturbed my mind that very beautiful morning.

What pained me was the first line of the last verse; "Go low low blacky, fly high high whitey." If had that let out of that publishing house only God knows what damage it would've inflicted on the tender minds of the black from young. The hogwash that subconsciously instill inferiority in our young, and we are happy to pay for.

The workings of the world system aren't designed to favour a black person, and  with the poor education our pockets are modelled to afford, young blood shouldn't play with that opportunity to seat behind the desk and catch a fraction of the quarter we're given. Our first mistake was opening for the haecceity they shaped us to.

Factors such as fear of being denied access because of being better than the master, failure by the justice system, falling prey to SDS (self-denial syndrome) instead of Self-Deprivation System to encourage his puff n pass quitting, all work against us. Today America is burning and now for me and you, how can we help a black life get better 'cause not only is black lives mattering, but also is black success that matters, for embetterment of his life's worth.

I wonder how many of us watch movies and other online and offline cinematic sequels with diligence they deserve? Think of the words Lawrence Fishburne utter as Sheriff Tanny Brown in the movie "Just cause" and you'll see how a model black police officer is supposed to be unto their fellow blacks. Black on black hatred a curse we need to break its chain. This brought to light by the thought of Nathaniel Julies, George Floyd, Philando Castile, Alton Sterling, Eric Garner, Tamir Rice, Walter Scott, Collins Khosa and Sandra Bland, among others who are evidence and reminders that black lives aren't valued. Many stories of police brutality make rounds from time to time but still no shame is shown from the opposite race, sending a clear message that we don't matter. A black person dies for driving a heavy artillery, for running a successful small business, or for having a scholarship that'll better the lives of their family, or for wearing a hoody, making one ask self what wrong have we done as a race and what right are we supposed to do to be recognised as a people?   

Black one, let's work hard at equipping ourselves so next time it be hard to wipe a black life out just like that with a knee pressed against its neck, let's adopt a different school of thought that'll rank us supreme and beat this system that's designed to see us go round the same circle. Black economic participation a call that needs the right noise to abolish racial exclusion we suffer in this c'jivoure. I hope the message is loud and clear.

In conclusion: we're still a long way from dignity in their eyes and on their tongues, but we won't stop being us unashamedly so, black, strong and proud. And finally, thanks to you, Bob Johnson, Jay-Z, Oprah Winfrey, Chris Gardner, Aliko Dangote, Patrice Motsepe, Dr Sudhir Ruparelia, Pitso Mosimane, for the mileage you give to black success. But of all, black child, know who you are so you grow up to be an extension of my empowerment, 'cause none will humanify us until we do that ourselves...