“If I ruled the world” America’s Youth EditionĀ 

Recently I’ve been on an obsessive binge watching spree of Radio interviews. I have this urge to be educated by the latest media coverage, podcasts, blogs, documentaries and interviews. Whichever source has some vital points and topics of interest, I’m all eyes and ears. At this stage in my life I’m beginning to realize the power young people have, unfortunately, we’re not taking full advantage of it. My older brother and I had one of our weekly lengthy convos, which of course includes his updated on my adorable niece Nila, family drama, his life then maneuavers into politics and the latest news. As much as I despise political conversations, partly because I don’t care for politics, the parties or people in it. Yet, he made a valid point when he spoke about Jamaican parliament and it being controlled by ancient dinosaurs refusing to renounce their place in power which inevitably comes with loss of money and national recognition. Instead of allowing young people to breathe new air into the beautiful land, the dinosaurs denounce the thought of young educated, innovative and forward thinking leaders becoming their successors. Then I thought of American politics and the depressing current state most of us are in right now. As we all know, America has recently announced President-elect, Donald Trump as the upcoming U.S President. Trump, who is the embodiment of traditional patriarchal spokesman as opposed to forward, contemporary and innovative leader which is what America needs. Instead of moving forward and helping the country expand, I think with this decision we just placed America in a time machine.  This week my brother, Carl enlightened me about the powers of the youth. After watching several interviews with prominent entertainers from Jidenna, Trevor Noah, Erykah Badu to Pharrell whom all spoke profoundly about their concern for the nation and encouragement of youth involvement.   After Trump’s expected win, I was hurt and disgruntled with the nations supportive decision of Trump. Nonetheless, I was the least bit of surprised.  Anyways, back to the youth. There’s so much power in our voices and ideas, we have to stop allowing the older generation in politics-not power- from perceiving us as inferior solely because of our age. So many of us, whether college educated or not obtain more knowledgeable than the so called antiquated thinkers with leadership roles. I’ve heard numerous leaders use the cliche phrase, “The Youth is our future” “we do this for the youth” on numerous accounts, yet why won’t anyone give us a open platform to hear our thoughts, view situations from our perspective and allow us to be leaders of the nation? Young people we are innovative thinkers. Young people when we collectively group together and implement our ideas we can reform the ancient systemic ideals. Young people we are the future. the decisions we make now, actions we make and platforms we set will garner a newly improved American nation we always dreamed of. Forget about the past ways and what used to work in America. Strive for new change and national progression. Can’t you see that most of our current issues pertaining to education, racial tension, economic deficit, climate, inequality, m housing, immigration are all just examples of history repeating itself. We’ve been taught from a young age that anything toxic or causes a hinderance towards progression should be evaluated then eliminated. Americas old leaders are unwilling to let go of their positions and traditional views simply because of absolute fear. Fear of the greatness this nation has the potential to achieve without a percentage of their influence.

Out with the old and in with the new.

For a first world country, which prides itself on forward thinkers and leadership, America sure does rely heavily on the past rather than reform old habits and replace them with new ones for the future. American chose a man who is the epitome of the racial ideology and belief of traditional America. 

Personally, I don’t want America to revert back to its racially oppressive, segregated ways. Anyone who wants to read this and decides label me as:

Ant-America

Anti-White

Anti-Trump

Well go ahead, after all your first amendment allows you to think freely and express your opinions freely. I’m not Anti-anything but what I am is, anti-racist and anti-sexism.America needs a change and old traditional ways is not the resolution. Is it re-election time yet? 

Am I ashamed to call on your name?

On Christmas Day, at the dinner table I found myself making the most pitiful and hesitant attempt to gather my family together with an announcement about prayer. I know and I am sure of my personal connection with God, but in the moment I became unintentionally reluctant to call upon him and openly thank him in front of my family. My brother teased me for the sad attempt I made with my low-tone, almost incomprehensible prayer. Interrupted by him and my own embarrassment, I stopped. I quickly turned to my right, where my mom was standing and asked her to bless the table filled with dishes of baked Mac and cheese, vegetables, ham, oxtail and BBQ chicken. I was embarrassed of how I cowered in the midst of my Brother’s innocent mocking. Most importantly I felt ashamed of myself and ashamed for disappointing God.
Now I’m looking back at Sunday, December 25,2016. Feeling haunted by my lack of bravery, my poor attempt of initiative to gather everyone and openly express my gratitude to God. When did I become such a coward?  I call on God in the silence of my mind and speak to God in the loneliness of my room. Yet, here it is I couldn’t even find the courage to announce a simple prayer or orate a simple thank you in front of my family. The family God blessed me with. There’s no shame in praising God or expressing gratitude, so why did I lack courage that day?

Have I become detached from God, that I’m ashamed to call on him in the presence of others? Maybe, I’m just trying to prove to the world that I’m not a pious, religion imposing saint trying to secure my spot in the kingdom of heaven. I’m not overtly Religious. I don’t  practice a specific religious belief. I am spiritual, in the sense that I acknowledge the existence of a higher,powerful being. This may seem confusing to some, however, my belief and preference to associate my self with spiritual belief particularly derives from life experiences. Also, believe it or not I was once a Sunday school regular. I don’t ever try to impose my thoughts or beliefs on anyone. I simply, believe what I believe and I encourage others to do the same. Yet, for some reason I lost my voice that day. 

I’m sure God wasn’t please with me, and now I’m openly expressing my apology, hoping that he forgives me for being afraid and ashamed about acknowledging his presence in my life.