Who are You?

As we are less than one day before the most historic election of our lifetime, we must ask the question "Who are You"?. In the past week or so I've had a dozen or so coffee shop conversations, (some heated at times, but always in the spirit of good debate) about the implications of Tuesday. Some of the convo has ranged from agreement with having a black president, all the way to nothing will change I won't vote. This really disturbs me when in 2008 you have African Americans who don't understand the totality of what's at stake. Regardless if your democrat,republican, or independent you have to agree that this is big for a people who 400 years ago where enslaved by this very country. A people who 60 years ago weren't able to sit and eat at stores, and had water hoses turned on them. I people who just a month ago still got dragged behind trucks for being black. Far we have come yes, but so far we have to go. So I raise the question again, who are you, to destroy what the ancestors, and our fore parents prayed for. Who are you to disrespect their long labor, of sun up to sun down cotton picking and disparaging treatment. Who are you, to have their lives,prayers, and sacrifices be in vain. Some of us fail to realize that the only reason we are here is because someone prayed for us. Our grandparents gave their lives, literally!!! Who are we to act as if we can't stand in line for a few hours to make history. We get so caught up in ourselves that we fail to realize how crucial this moment really is. This is bigger than Barack, like the movement was bigger than Malcolm and Martin. Just like them I believe that Obama understands that. On Wednesday gas will still be high,homes will still be lost, but as an African American something inside you should definitely change. I was talking to a friend of mines little boy, and I asked him what he wanted to be when he grew up and he said"president". A four year old little boy, we have to look at the whole picture and understand what this means, not just for us, but to our children. So who are you to say I'm too tired to stand in line, or my feet hurt, or this isn't that important we got it. Voting on tomorrow isn't something you should be doing just for you, you should do it for Medgar and the countless others who lost their lives just to have the chance to vote. Now we sit on the cusp of the first African American president, and some have the nerve to say, "oh it's not that important, Who are you to disrespect those who labored,died, and prayed for us, me and you to be sitting here right now with the opportunity to have those prayers answered. WhoAre We, we should be a people with race pride and understand, that our voices will be heard, we will be counted and this fight will go on because "I don't feel no ways tired" Ashe ( Ahh-Shay)