It's Afrikan Flag Day!!!!

[BlackQueen]

On August 13,1920,at New York's Madison Square Garden,our great revolutionary Marcus Mosiah Garvey made a flag just for us. While Amerikkka can brag about the "importance" of Red,White and Blue..our flag has a more powerful meaning to our people. On this day,honor our great leader and RAISE OUR FLAG HIGH!!!!!

[TheStruggle]

forgot the red, blue, and white.

[SoularFlarez]

[Majadi]

My Cloak, My Flag, My Fire! (Majadi Baruti)


I am red, very well red, very much red and not just because
of books, but due to looks, my eyes burn crimson
my eyes boil in blood the blood of warriors past
the blood of my ancestors burns fast this blade in
my mouth this 9mm tongue, I speak and lick this
revolution til' I make our freedom cum, my heartbeat
the djembe drum young ebony, beige and brown one
come get some, I am red, very well read, cherry well red
my eyes sweet on my Afrikan woman, my heart searing
flames for her, no need to spit games to her she is a master
at this, rebellion is also on her bronze lips bearing some semblance
of rose, I rise like so many flames, chanting so many names of
soldiers gone and new ones being born in droves, like waters
flooding the spirit of many sons and daughters, we are red, very well
read, very red, very red.


I am black no need to say I am comely for I am fine as hell
I take my sable children all the way to heaven, my spit just the
right hit to make your bread leaven. I am the night watchman fuck it
I am the night, watch me man, no but you can't see me even in infrared gamma irradiated 3-D, I am more than trouble for your hubble telescopic optics. I am the black night, the black ball, the black list, the black fist, smasher, the crusher and even more than this, I am the Black God, The Black Goddess, The unmoved mover, I am the Son of Marcus, The Son of Garvey, the Hip Hop Groover, the Black Groove itself the soul the music the Black in that part of our flag the intentional enveloper, the Afrikan Soldier developer, I am black very black indeed


I am the earth, the tree, the grass the bush the bushman
the bush doctor, the bush whacker, yes I gets blacker, the roots, natty roots, the green tea leaf, I grow so much I will never be brief I am.................

as long winded as Southern Pines as the devil being green with envy at my powerful mind, but he can never be on my grind, I reject him like a muslim to a pork rind! He is virgin to my mobile movement on this planet so I kick his green behind, I think I told you I am emerald fine plus I blow your mind, I am Salsa Verde Made with lime, Cilantro and Ganja, I Am the tops of Baobab, I am Aquatic words mixed with verbs rolled like herbs. Life itself, myself is life, so good even the seeds can be inhaled! So I dedicate this to the Ancestor Marcus, Like an old Blues Singer I yell "til' I make my tonsils sore" in the Words of The Great Queen Mother Moore, Speak Garvey Speak, Speak til we are well red, Speak To those of us who love our Black Skins, Speak us home to our Green land! Chant Down' Babylon, Burn Baby Burn. The Red, Black and Green I shall never spurn!
This is My Cloak, My Flag, My Fire!

[BlkSpartacus]

Thats everyday for me

[Jalili]

Originally Posted by BlkSpartacus

Thats everyday for me

I KNOW RIGHT,

I just wore mine EXTRA today

[Sourakhata]

7 days a week RBG always on my wrist..!