The future is black. Black as night. Black as tar. Black as you. Black as me.
The diaspora of blackness is united. Black American, Black Caribbean, Black African. Black Latinx. Each culture contributing to the creation of this black utopia. Chitlins and Roti, Gumbo and couscous. The food, the music, all blended together. Soca and blues, Afro beat and gospel. Everyone is at least Triligual. We worship all forms of God's expression of God's self without conflict. We recognize every expression of God's self in human form. Hetero, Homo, Bi, Trans, you name it, we celebrate it. The intersections of existence keep us connected and not separated. Every child goes though a rite of passage to learn how to be an adult in our society. Ancient and Modern wisdom are infused to guide our paths. We value nature. The earth is sacred. The trees are abundant. We kill only what we eat. We've learned to let enough be enough. Greed doesn't dominate our way.
For decades artists have be painting a portrait of this future. We call them Afro-Futurist. They've been using their creativity to envision the future through the lens of afrocentrism. Putting black people at the center of this future gives us the freedom to dream in this current season of turmoil. Marvel's "Black Panther" is ushering in a possible vision for this utopia. Wakanda, the home land of our beloved superhero. Hidden within the borders of the African continent, it is known for being the most technologically advanced society on the planet.
It's centered around blackness. It's so centered around it that we no longer have to speak about it. It's so engrained in the fabric of society that there's no longer a need to shout "Black Lives Matter" because you'd have to reside in a mental hospital not to know and understand it. It's so central that we laughed at the time when we only celebrated its history for 28 days. It's centrality is how we formed our schools. In kindergarten, all of our children have learned to speak English, Swahili, and Twi. We no longer grade our children by their academic tests alone, but by the mastery of of their character and their ability to articulate their point of view. Their blackness no longer holds them in positions of inferiority because white supremacy no longer exists.
Dr. L'Hereux Lewis-McCoy, Dumi to many, recently gave the Men of Morehouse some insight to find a way to bring this future into reality. "Wakanda Revolution Do You Want?" he asked. Take a few minutes to see if we can find an answer to this question.