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As I reflect on times passed, many situations and confrontations of negativity slip slowly through a black hourglass; once there was slavery and those hating me but now it seems as if I am destined to be hated by me or should I say by those of my kind; Why is it that time has suddenly flipped into rewind? Entrapment of lives has now evolved into entrapment of the mind; our lack of knowledge has left us incarcerated with no plan of escape; it’s like we’re locked down behind massa’s gate waiting to be freed and now it is hundreds of years later and we still do not see a need to succeed; black on black crimes and robberies, brothas beating sistas and broken families, what exactly is our destiny mapping out to be? Do we proceed or recede? Change will never come if we constantly wait for someone else, look at the trap you have set for yourself not realizing how quickly the future covers the past, we sit back and laugh, as time slips slowly through a Black Hourglass.