My great black Ancestors, I salute you as Rasta.

 

Equal Rights and Justice for all

Equal Rights and Justice for All. It should be no surprise that equal Rights and justice for all is one of the principles of the Rastafari Livity. Rastafari is ancestral. An aspect of this faith that often is not mentioned, but lives strongly in every Rasta man woman and child. My ancestors were brutalized, hanged, black women beated and raped, black men  were forced to ejaculate in order to reproduce more black slaves. These things hurt my heart. However, they are with me….It is no wonder they have very little positive things to report to me. They want to me to share with others what it was like to live in such a time. The time they were stolen and removed from their homeland, Africa, and forced to live a life of subservience. As Rasta the component of my Ancestors is 2 fold. I must Salut my Ancestors as being from the same realm as Jah the Almighty, and I must Salut them as paving the way for my freedom today. I love my Ancestors and they love me. They want me to know things, better yet they want me to understand things…and believe me now I do. I have more respect for my great black Ancestors than I ever have. Now that they have put me in situations so that I could see, hear and experience some of the same things they did, while under a slave master.

No I cannot just forget…

No I cannot just forget what happened to my great black ancestors for a number of reasons

  • to do so would be disrespect, I would not want my descendents to disregard my trials and tribulations in that manner
  • My faith does not give me a choice. They are with me, they influence my experiences, my thoughts, my actions etc
  • They help me to be a better writer because they give me a perspective unknown to me before.
  • Jah Jah, calls for me to make remembrance of them.

How I salute my black ancestors

I salute my ancestors by lighting an incent in their honour every time I keep the sabbath. I love them. I know they went through a lot of hatred, conspiring, and that they were killed BECAUSE of their natty hair and dark skin complexion and that they had not the resources to defend themselves. 

Then came the black leaders/heroes

then came our leaders and heroes, such as Malcolm X, Martin Luther King, Marcus Garvey, Emperor Haile Selassie, and many others.  They risked and GAVE of their lives in order to fight for equal rights and justice for generations of black people to come. HEY THAT’S ME!! how can I dismiss my ancestors and live as if there was no such thing as the black struggle. As a natty haired dark-skinned black woman today, I see the same prejudice and discrimination that my people faced. It’s a hard thing. But one thing for sure, when I am around my people, I feel so much love in my heart. The black struggle made us unique and strong, and gave us help from the other side. I am a proud black woman. Jah Rastafari.

Today, black children coming up have no idea of the black struggle. But I will teach it to them. They need to know the truth, they need to know of their history, they need to be proud and salute their ancestors.

 

The Song Buffalo Soldier, Bob Marley

I invite you to read the words of this Bob Marley song. When I took the time to really listened to it the other day, it made me cry to realize just howrastafari love and marriage black people, my people must have been feeling at that time.

Buffalo Soldier lyrics

Buffalo soldier, dreadlock rasta
There was a buffalo soldier in the heart of America
Stolen from Africa, brought to America
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival

I mean it when I analyze the stench
To me it makes a lot of sense
How the dreadlock rasta was the buffalo soldier
And he was taken from Africa, brought to America
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival

Said he was a buffalo soldier, dreadlock rasta
Buffalo soldier in the heart of America

If you know your history
Then you would know where you’re coming from
Then you wouldn’t have to ask me
Who the ‘eck do I think I am

I’m just a buffalo soldier in the heart of America
Stolen from Africa, brought to America
Said he was fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
Said he was a buffalo soldier, win the war for America

Dreadie, woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/b/bob-marley-lyrics/buffalo-soldier-lyrics.html ]
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy
Buffalo soldier troddin’ through the land, wo-ho-ooh
Said he wanna ran and then you wanna hand
Troddin’ through the land, yea-hea, yea-ea

Said he was a buffalo soldier, win the war for America
Buffalo soldier, dreadlock rasta
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
Driven from the mainland to the heart of the Caribbean

Singing, woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy

Troddin’ through San Juan in the arms of America
Troddin’ through Jamaica, a buffalo soldier
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
Buffalo soldier, dreadlock rasta

Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy, woy yoy-yoy yoy
Woy yoy yoy yoy, yoy yoy-yoy yoy

don’t ever say to a black person…”are’nt we all the same?” or “Isnt it just a skin color?” Because the answer is “no” and “no”

Jah bless you all, Ras-Tarfari

all four corners of the earth. Guidance and Protection, Iternal.