Slave Narratives

The voices of our ancestors. A look into the life of slavery. This touches my soul, my 3x great grand daddy, was born a slave on a plantation in Alabama, Worked all the days of his life. He died at 112. Knowing my history and the hardships of my grandparents, gives my life a whole new meaning. I am their voice, their name, blood, sweat and tears, I will never let them be forgotten. Take the time to research your family history, trace your roots... It gives life a whole new meaning, I believe if you know the true struggle of our people, you will not be focused on all the meaningless garbage going on in Amerikkka (hip-hop, celebrities, materialistic things, etc). You will stand untied with your brothers and sister and fight this war. You will then regain to ability to respect your brothers and sisters, no one knows us better than we know ourselves, and no one will EVER have our back like we have our back. Each time a black man kills another black man. It gives satisfaction to your oppressor, black women demeaning their bodies, fighting one another, and being single mother's to several kids, with different father is what they want. Less work they have to do. Black people have been conditioned in such a way that their is no consciousness to know what we are doing is wrong (mental enslavement). We have to change the way we think, change the way we are raising our children. The focus is to much on being like the white man, and having what the white man has, instead of reclaiming the true meaning of being a black man, and building and maintaing a black family and or community. I say all of this out of love, I want everyone to do better, I have so much hope, I know the strength within ourselves.





Love always,

Bre Villafuerte