Updated: Feb 3
500 years ago I walked as a King in Africa.
That title though was only by name. It took everything that happened since then to bring me here.. With the clarity that there is nothing standing in my way.
There never was.
Not when the pale-faced forced my ancestors to get on those boats. Not when the slave owners put tools in our hands to work their fields. Not when the bus driver said I had to sit in the back. Not when my hands were pressed up against the hood of your patrol vehicle as you searched me for contraband I never had an interest in carrying.
All of this so that we can claim the next level of the kingdom here on Earth. Royalty.
Kings and Queens.