It’s been awhile since I’ve written anything, but during that time I’ve been meditating, working, resting, seeking, and waiting for the Lord to give me new insight, new revelation, and to take me into a new direction with my writing, because lately I’ve been observing some things that needs to be addressed. Things that are making me feel very uncomfortable and it angers me to see the downward spiral and condition of my people. Now I may get a lot of backlash for all that I’m about to say but if I offend anybody then hopefully you’ll get mad enough to change. And what I’m about to say doesn’t apply to every black person because I myself am a black woman who have accomplished a lot compared to how I use to be. And there are many others, my black brothers and sisters who are successful and doing very well for themselves; entrepreneurs, professors, athletes, along with those who are giving back to the community, who’ve reached the height of their success, and are making a difference in the times that we’re living in. Anyone who puts forth the effort will see that hard work eventually pays off, and that should be the mindset of many but sadly it’s not. Women (Not all) who are living in public housing have nothing better to do with their time, but are lazy, attracting men who are just like them with no job, no skills, no education, and nothing to offer. There’s nothing wrong with living in public housing as long as you’re working or going back to school to get a degree to better yourselves, and to provide a better living environment for you and your children. But instead, too many women are so desperate for love that they’re allowing their boyfriends along with his friends to hang out at her house, or they’re standing around in the breezeway outside of her house firing up blunts, using all kind of profanity, exposing their ignorance, rapping to foolishness, know every word to a song but can’t answer a simple question, not caring if an elderly person or child is standing nearby. They’re standing all around the apartment complexes making the entire neighborhood look so bad, then they wonder why polices are always in the area keeping a close eye on them. Instead of some of you wanting to work and make a living the right way, you’ll rather sell drugs in the community or wait until it gets dark to break into somebody’s house to rob and kill them for all that they’ve worked for. And your poor excuse for your actions is that your children gotta eat. If your know they gotta eat then go to work! They can’t eat if you’re locked up, they can’t eat if you’re shot up and laying in a hospital bed all because you wanna make money by taking what somebody else worked for, and they can’t eat if you’re dead. Your conversations are futile, and your head is so empty that you have no wisdom to offer the younger generation who are growing up watching your ignorance. You’re a poor excuse for being a man with your pants sagging all the way down to your ankles, you’re spitting everywhere, quick to throwing up your middle finger, exposing how stupid you really are, then get offended when people of other races don’t want you in their restaurants or walking around in their neighborhoods, and I don’t blame them because I don’t want you walking around in mines. And if you’re applying for jobs and not getting hired then it’s probably because you’re going on interviews talking and dressing like you’re on the streets, and I’m not putting down my race but some of you need to do better than what you’re doing. Black lives will never matter if don’t ever change your mentality; you’re always putting somebody down, never have nothing positive to say, you hate to see the next person doing better than you, you’re always trying to keep up with the Joneses, or kissing up to people on your jobs just to get a position because you’re a bunch of Uncle Tom’s, killing each other everyday and then wanna protest about injustice. Sit down somewhere and examine your own life, ask God to fix you in order to be an inspiration to others.