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Magical Nigga

My skin is majestic 

Bless it

Worshiped                   

Blessed          

Kissed by the sun

Melanin Covered

Uncontested                                              

Hair nappy Like my pappy

Slight Overbite                                   

When I’m happy

Nose Big

Like my mammy                                    

And I love it                        

Understand me    

Eyes brown                                         

Like the ground      

My ancestors are buried in   

Hands ashy

Like from the chains                      

My people were carried in                     

Chosen by the most high                                

So tell me                                

Why would they lie    

I am a king           

Royalty    

Fresh                                                    

Fly                                                 

Cool   

Sweet                                  

And one handsome guy                        

A heart like a lion                   

Passion like a dragon          

To fuel the dreams     

My mind likes to imagine 

I’m 5 foot 10                          

With a big head     

And a thick figga     

If you haven’t noticed by now                  

I’m magical nigga

Run Black Men Run:The Marathon Continues

“The fastest runner doesn't always win the race, and the strongest warrior doesn't always win the battle. The wise sometimes go hungry, and the skillful are not necessarily wealthy. And those who are educated don't always lead successful lives. It is all decided by chance, by being in the right place at the right time.” (Ecclesiastes 9:11) No truer words have been written by one of the wisest men in the Bible, King Solomon, son of David, succeeding ruler of Israel. While trying to understand this verse, I had to dig a little into King Solomon’s life. Ecclesiastes was written shortly before King Solomon’s death where he reflects on his earthly journey. This book explores the meaning of life without purpose. It says no matter the good or bad you do, you die and that’s it. That sounds morbid, but in the final chapter of Ecclesiastes, King Solomon gives us hope on how to live a meaningful life by saying, “Here now is my final conclusion: Fear God and obey his commands, for this is everyone's duty.” (Ecclesiastes 12:13) Our purpose is to fulfill the purpose God has designed for us and our lives will have the meaning we are looking for.

I believe Nipsey Hussle was living in the purpose that God had designed for him. Is it God’s design to end his life so short? I’m not here to discuss that and to be frank, I really don’t know. However, I do want to discuss the impact that he had and still has on the world by living his life in his purpose. His death hit me. Harder than I had anticipated. I didn’t listen to his music, but I listened to his interviews and watched his moves. He did what every black man should do, take care of home. The lives he has touched at the young age of 33 is remarkable. I remember being at my parent’s house watching tv when I got the Twitter notification that Nipsey was shot. I just knew he was going to pull through. Then a couple minutes later, another notification came through saying that Nipsey was pronounced dead. My mouth was agape. Whoa! Nipsey Hussle is gone.

Couple days after his death, we would get to know Nipsey’s killer. Nipsey was executed by another black man because he embarrassed him by calling him out for being a snitch and his ego couldn’t take it. With the death of Nipsey, I can see a slight shift in the way black men treat each other. I hear black men saying I love you to one another. Black men are now checking up on each other. Black men are feeling again. We run such a tough race, so why would I stick my leg out to trip my fellow brother? If my brother is ahead of me in this race, I know that I too can get ahead. It’s a marathon and Nipsey knew this. He wanted to give others a head-start by giving back to his hometown. His business acumen was incredible. He was buying back the block and making it accessible to those who couldn’t afford it. He invested in his own community because he wanted to see it thrive. How can you kill someone like that?

My message to my fellow brothers is to run, run like hell. Run like you have never ran before. Nipsey has shown us that the marathon continues even after death and what you leave behind will help the next man succeed in their race. We need each other, and we cannot afford to lose. If you kill your brother, you kill yourself. I love you all and I mean that with my whole heart.

 Rest in Peace Ermias Asghedom aka Nipsey Hussle.