Blacks With Power| Make America Great Through Black Power

The ancestors ain’t wait for death like this… They knew no help was coming. Living in a Society that condoned their bondage… A Society that agreed with Black Inferiority, and the proper place of Negro Servitude… They could run… But running was extremely risky, especially from the Deep South. Seeing those who didn’t make it, mutilated and beaten to a pulp, served as a deterrent too many… So, they hoped for death. The Great By and By. Freedom in the sky. The only freedom on which they could rely. Death. Would. Come. Death wouldn’t disappoint. Death wouldn’t fail. White man couldn’t stop you from dying. Massa couldn’t stop Death from taking you to freedom…couldn’t snatch you from Death’s sacred embrace. So when all other hope of freedom had been dashed and become a distant memory they could barely remember, they hoped for Death to visit. Death: The Great Liberator… But we don’t hope for Death anymore. We take the liberation of Death for granted. We no longer hope for freedom so much