Here are some reasons below why we as Asiatics in North America (African American/Black/Negro/Color People) should
not use the word Black to identify us as a race.
THE WORD BLACK WILL NEVER DEFINE US
First we want to give you some definitions of why this word black should never
Be used to describe a race of people. Nor should this word ever be used and carried
around like a badge of honor.
Black
means – Death, Darkness, Confusion; Devoid of light: Completely dark, with no light; Dismal, Destitute
of light, Gloomy, Angry, Darkness, Threatening, Malignant, Soiled, Stained, Murky, Mean, Wicked, Immoral, Forbidding, Indicating
disgrace; Depression, Sadness
A member of the so-called black race, A Negro, Evil, Negroid,
Filled with anger or hostility, Hopeless: So depressing as to end all hope,
Dirty: Total darkness: Complete darkness
Seriously
bad or unfortunate: Causing or associated with severely bad conditions or Misfortune, Dishonorable: Extremely dishonorable
and deserving the most serious criticism; or Associated with evil; The opposite of white, Having No Morals.
Incapable
of reflecting light; Destitute of Moral Light or Goodness; Calamitous, Atrocious, Empty, Worthless
Black peoples-- African American person: a member of a U.S. ethnic group descended from dark-skinned African peoples
Blacky is also a term used and it was – A colloquial term for a Negro or person of the dark coloured races;
Blackamoor - (Black and Moor in the old sense of black man or Negro formerly written also blackmoor) a Negro;
black man or woman.
In the older dictionary you will find the true meaning of all words. In
the newer dictionary the words were cleaned up and the meanings changed so that they would be politically correct as to not
offend. But realistically you can’t change the meaning of a word to suit
a situation; but it was done.
Europeans/whites told the truth about who we were in the dictionaries because they knew the so-called negro/black
person back then was illiterate and could not read the truth when it stirred them in the face.
These older dictionaries will tell us who we are; the black man/negro is a Moor and the Europeans/whites
knew what was taken away from our Ancestors. We are the same Moors who ruled
Spain for 800 years. Read the history it was our ancestors that took Spain out of the dark ages and gave
them light and culture and bath tubs.
Our Ancestors were cut off from their families, stripped of their identity, their culture, their heritage and
their religion. And then they were forced to practice a foreign religion of the
Europeans/whites which was Christianity.
Our people had rich production lives before slavery and they had a culture and a heritage. They practiced the religion of our Ancient forefathers who were the founders, and that religion in its purest
form is Islam. This means our Ancestors practice a pure religion that did not
have the cultural trappings of another people who try to put their face on Islam. Our
Ancient Ancestors practice Islam in its unaltered form from Allah. Islam is the
religion of Peace; total submission to the One and Only True Father God Allah.
We
as a people are lost and needed to be reconnected back to our Father God Allah. Just
like with every other race or nation when in trouble Allah sends them a Prophet to help them find their way back to him. They must be reconnected by to the source and find out who they really are. Allah made tribes and nations so that they would know one another.
Allah heard the cries of our Ancestors and sent us a Prophet of our own race, who spoke the language of his
people. He was sent by Allah to bring us back into the fold of nations and give
us back our National name that we had when first brought to these shores in the early part of the 17th century.
Our name was taken away and Prophet Drew Ali was sent to free the enslaved minds of the so-called black/negro. He was sent to uplift fallen humanity who had fallen away from their God and from knowing who they are. We lost our National name and a name was put upon us.
And the name put upon our people was one that was totally negative and define our people as being inferior to the Europeans/whites. This act was deliberate and it worked. We
are a people in mental slavery and lost; not knowing where we came from we certainly don’t know where we are going.
We were sent a Prophet to the West and Americanized Prophet who brought back Race Pride, and our National
name and our true Religion from our Ancient Forefathers. Prophet Drew Ali said,
“Come all ye Asiatics of America and hear the truth about who you are, you are not colored, black, negro, Ethiopian. Come learn the truth about who you are.” Come Afro/African
American; come learn the truth about who you really are.
Getting back to the (black) word; Europeans/whites knew who the so-called black man of today was and it. Think people, if our race, nationality and true religion wasn’t important then
why was it taken away from our ancestors, hidden and written out of the history books?
All we have is his-story, not the truth; not the true history of the Moors.
The word black should be banned from our vocabulary and never used again.
There is no honor in the use of that word. Black is not the name of a
race; we are the only people on the face of this earth that are known by a derogatory color (black).
The sad thing about this is that we as a people are happy about not knowing who we really are and where we came from. Our Ancestors had a life, a blessed life way before slavery. It’s
time for our people to find out who they really are.
Getting back to the (black)
word; Europeans/whites knew who the so-called black man of today was and it. Think
people, if our race, nationality and true religion wasn’t important then why was it taken away from our ancestors, hidden
and written out of the history books? All we have is his-story, not the truth;
not the true history of the Moors.
The word black should
be banned from our vocabulary and never used again. There is no honor in the
use of that word. Black is not the name of a race; we are the only people on
the face of this earth that are known by a derogatory color (black).
The sad thing about this
is that we as a people are happy about not knowing who we really are and
where we came from. Our Ancestors had a life, a blessed life way before slavery. It’s time for our people to find out who they really are.
I wrote
a poem during the so-called black history month and it’s called,
“BLACK
WILL NEVER DEFINE YOU”
Black will never define you
Or tell who you
really are
It’s like
a disease that starts eating
And left us with
many scars
Black is a name
I never will use
When speaking of
a people who are blessed
Black was a name
put upon us
Means death and
murkiness
Black means evil
Calamitous
Dark skinned
Soiled and dirty
It means worthless
Filled with shame
Black was a name
put upon us
There is no honor
using that name
Black means sorrow
A Negro
A lost soul
Empty
With out light
Black means Filled
with shame
Void of happiness
To want to be called
black
That’s insane
It means mournful
Gloomy
And sinister
The opposite of
anything good
Black was a name
put upon us
I hope this is understood
It’s the opposite
of white
It means wickedness
Nothing good can
from that name
It’s filled
with dishonor laziness
Let’s send
it back from whence it came
You can’t
wear that name with honor
It’s a disgrace
t want to be identified
It’s embarrassing
and demeaning
It’s not a
name to be worn with pride
Black is a color
among many
Find it in any crayon
box
Black is the name
that they gave us
Like a clown
To be pointed at
and mock
Black is the name
that they gave us
We accepted it
And held our heads
high
No other race has
been named like us
We’re laughed
at
And others know
why
Our Ancestors were
humiliated
And dehumanized
Stripped of everything
they had
And forced to believe
European lies
The slaveholders
called themselves white
Think about it
It was a conditioning
Our people would
not see the light
I don’t see
this word as being a part of me
Black was never
meant to identify
It enslaved the
mind to never be free
Black is the name
that they gave us
And still we embrace
it with pride
It’s a word
that I’ll never use again
Because it deludes
to the European lie
Written
by Ruth Sadi El
Copyright
© February 2007
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