Why am I black is a microcosm to the racism our great America has embraced. The truth of the matter is there isn’t no black people or white people, again this in itself is a propagations of the same ignorance that makes one race think their superior to another. This is sad when you come to the knowledge of truth, which is, every human being came from the same Africa / Kismet / Land of Kush / Ethiopia, no matter the name of this great land, all mankind as we know it came from this beautiful land. So, Why am I black: I am not black, I am a man of color and great distinction, in writting this book I would hope everyone who reads it gain a new since of respect for all mankind. Yes I love my family of color but I hate no other group of people, yet I do believe people of color must stop hating themselves and come together as one to finally break this genocidal subpleminal seed of distruction that’s festering in the veins of many so called “Black people.” We can achieve and we can soar to become whatever our hearts desire.
