Now that we have gotten over the broken promise of the 40 acres and the mule we were suppose to get after slavery, let us turn to the one who does keep promises, God Almighty. Though sharecroppers were disappointed, we do not have to be. We must look at what we do have, to what God placed in our path, so the next time you ride through the hood you can proudly claim your 40 acres.

Major cities are the 40 acres and the Black leaders, mayors, counsel people, representatives and the people are the mules. These urban Mecca's are blessings in disguise so let us value them as so. Never mind that these inner cities began as a holding cells for Blacks while whites expanded into the suburbs, and never mind that the crime, drugs, and poverty corrupted Black families and turned out junkies, cons, and prostitutes, these urban areas are our homes.

Take the bad and turn it toward the good. Make the best out of a bad situation. Count your blessings. See the forest for the trees. Create a plan that would establish a haven for a Black foundation. Why should we follow them begging for handouts and secondhand goods and opportunities when we already have it all. All it takes is commitment and dedication to the good of the Black future.

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