31 October 2005

Ride On Rosa, Ride On!!!


In a brief, yet solemn service of remembrance and reflection, Sunday, October 30, 2005 will never be the same to me. I would never have thought that after learning of her death that I would play a part in creating an atmosphere for her life to be celebrated at the Rotunda in our nations Capital Building.

I will not boast of my accomplishment, but rather share the ambiance of the room, where the Mother of our Civil Rights Movement was the first of her kind to lay in state in our nations capital.

There were people that were escorted in to usher her in to the Rotunda. There were cameras everywhere. There were producers of the CNN show there to make sure that the television show ran smoothly. There were young and old, black and Caucasian. It was a sight to behold. Behold, I was a part of history. History was being made at that moment, and instead of being at home taking in history being made, I was a name to go down in history. My name may never be called, but my presence was there through and through.

I was asked by the local media, what it was like to sing for such an occasion? All I could think was that I grew up learning of the history of our people and Rosa Parks' contribution to the African American civil rights movement. Although the movement in sorts is not fully complete, she lived a life that exemplified service to humanity and even in death she is a trailblazer, a vehicle that sets the pace for our people. I was there to witness from the body being in route till it laid gracefully and valiantly on the platform for our view.

I would never have placed myself in the proximity of the casket to be able to utter the words of the song that I sang. I would never have imagined in my fondest dream that I would be honored to surprise the first lady of our nation with my unique voice. This day will forever be etched in the fabric of my life and in the mouths of my family griots until the lineage is complete.

Rosa Parks, the catalyst of the Civil Rights Movement, a gem for all to behold.

Rosa sat down, to stand up for what she believed in.

Ride on home Rosa, your journey is complete, stand up and be called blessed.

It was my honor to lift you on your way.

Ride On Home!!!

7 Comments:

Blogger mytruth said...

That is very powerful..I could imagine the feelings you experienced

1:34 AM  
Blogger Unconquerable Soul said...

You better go ahead with your BAAADDD SELF! Your a SHINING STAR!

9:05 AM  
Blogger Rashid @ Old Gold Soul said...

And I seen it with my own two eyes! :-D

10:38 PM  
Blogger fratman1906 said...

You really had a powerful week, my man. Yes, let your family griots tell and re-tell your role in this moment in history. And when we pay homage to our ancestors in the ways taught to us by our forebears, let us always honor the name of Mother Rosa Parks. She will always be a part of the lineage of every black American. Rest in Peace, dear Mrs. Parks until we meet again. Shem hotep.

9:16 PM  
Blogger Stone said...

Its amazing how life is you ever know when you are going to be a part of history.

8:19 AM  
Blogger Frederick Smith said...

I heard from Rashid that you were singing at the memorial service. I can only imagine what a powerful experience that was for you!
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6:07 PM  
Blogger Soldier said...

Wow... i need you to send me an autograph, make it " to my one and only Soldier that who's my *bestest* friend " LOL so that later, when you become THE DIVO, i can sell it on e-bay and finally get the cash to buy me a private jet !

Congratulations man, that kind of opportunity is not given to anybody !

7:35 PM  

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