This Generation has Lost their Appetite...

This Generation has Lost It's Appetite...

Despite the struggle, the strife and the pain... We as a culture sadly remain the same...

I reflect back on my favorite era... The 20's

What's interesting to me is that blacks were more progressive right after slavery than what we appear today to be...

We have forgotten about Segregation...

And the Great Migration...

And Racial and Social Integration & Musical composition

Because it all ended like and with the Great Depression!

See, our impression was that after slavery, we all would begin to be respected equally...

Such was not now or Ever a reality!

If only this generation knew what had to be done all for the battle that still has not been won...

My favorite time in our history was when you and I were never thought to be...

It's when "WE" was real and "I " was not... 

But above all else there was a true since of community...

...with love amongst African American people that was appreciated...

and not like the Cosby Show where that love is simply syndicated.

It's before Love & Hip Hop and more reality than TV...

It was North vs. South...

when New York met Morehouse...

It's the Harlem Renaissance...

Man. 

That era was soo cool. It was when brothers were hard working and had soo much class...

We have come a long way since then but we've forgotten this not so far past... 

Unfortunately, remembering struggle which led to today never really last. 

This era was a time where being black was unique and we finally were able to make our mark on society and culture...

Art, jazz, fashion and literature was molded and shaped by our signatures...

Cotton wasn't just something that we picked  but became a club that would soon mold and produce greatness... Duke Ellington and Cab Calloway

We truly had a story to tell... Short stories, Novels, plays and poems... Langston Hughes, Claude McKay, Zora Neale Hurston, Countee Cullen, A'Lelia Walker and Adam Clayton Powell Jr.

Those seemed to be the days...

Despite having to deal with blatant racial outlays in tough climates men still were men and took time to groom men.

They dressed to impress everyday because making a good impression was just the right way...

They didn't have the freedom to come and go as the pleased and to drink and sit what and where they wanted...

But they remained proud of what had already been accomplished... Being thankful for overcoming the biggest adversity which was lawful slavery...
 
The Harlem Renaissance man had a certain pride... A hunger which lacks in this generation...

Some Young men today have lost their identity and just refuse to put up a fight... I'm inclined to believe that this Generation has simply lost their appetite...