Over the past three months that I have been sharing my thoughts and feelings with you I let something happen, I let my writings absorb me, the more I wrote, the more angrier I became. My wife informed me that I needed to fix it or stop writing, for if I didn’t, my anger and I will be the only ones left occupying space in our home. During this two month battle of wills I have learned that you cannot keep anger out when it was already inside. I have learned that anger is a part of me, and his roots are buried deep. My anger predates my natural birth, it is an inherited anger, it is a selfish anger, it is a hungry anger, it is a hateful anger, it is a vengeful anger, it is a unforgiving anger, and at times, a godless anger, for I am, “THE ANGRY BLACK MAN!” The Angry Black Man has been intentionally denied of the social and emotional process through which children and adults acquire and effectively apply the knowledge necessary to understand and manage emotions, set and achieve goals, feel and show empathy for others, establish and maintain positive relationships, and exercise responsibility. The Angry Black Man needs to be loved, nurtured, supported, seen, shown consideration, respected, and acknowledged as “HUMAN BEINGS!” The white man not only changed the Black mans natural evolution by keeping him socially oppressed, but they also raped him of certain personality traits such as emotional stability, trust, independence, sociability, positivity, self control, and tolerance. This is not an assassination of the Angry Black Mans character, but I do feel that this injustice needs to be addressed so the process of healing can begin, and progress can then be achieved. “IDENTITY CRISIS,” a period of uncertainty and confusion in which a person’s sense of identity becomes insecure, typically due to a change in their expected aims or role in society; a feeling of unhappiness and confusion caused by not being sure about what kind of person you really are, or what your true purpose of your life is. The Angry Black Man cannot survive outwardly in this society and the Angry Black Man cannot survive within me, for I am getting tired, there is not a lot of fight left in me. The Angry Black Man cannot survive without mans bigoted society and its indifferences, for it is his fuel, it is his drive. For hundreds of years the American Black Male has been having a passionate, yet tumultuous affair with The Angry Black Man, they have been on a perilous journey together, the kind of journey from which nightmares are born. As I sit here deep in thought I realize that I have never been formally introduced to to The Angry Black Man, although we have crossed paths in the past, we were never more than casual acquaintances, but as of late he seems to be lurking around every corner. When one looks deep within himself confrontation is inevitable, there is no way around it, you cannot run or hide, it is the defining moment of truth that defines who we are. Their truth, in their man made bigoted society may not set you free, but being true to oneself and the Lord will.
“Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom.”
2 Corinthians 3:17