Newburgh, The Valley of Dry Bones Thoughts, Poetry, And Reflections on Saving Newburgh's Black Children
Newburgh, The Valley of Dry Bones Thoughts, Poetry, And Reflections on Saving Newburgh's Black Children
Newburgh is the Valley of Dry Bones. Our black youth are in danger. They are dying fast and being taken away from us to fill up the jails and prisons of this country. Their hopelessness reigns supreme. Their ignorance and self-hatred dictates how and when they will die. Our black boys are losing their lives to the streets and to gangs. They need our help. They need the help of the community. The community must stand up. These are our sons. These are our grandsons. These are our nephews and brothers. The churches and mosques in Newburgh must step down from the pulpit and do their work in the streets. The message of Jesus and Muhammad needs to be heard in the streets. The gospel of Jesus is for the despised, the poor, and the rejected. Are the black youth of Newburgh the despised, the poor, and the rejected? The black youth need a knowledge of themselves. They need a thorough knowledge of their history. The schools have failed them. Society has failed them. We cannot fail them too.