Greeting to all who were there with me at the unbelievable March on Washington in 1963, the greatest march in my lifetime. Due homage is being paid today to that momentous day in August 1963, and its participants. I am among those who were there but remain anonymous and faceless to the world except to those by each other’s side as we saw and listened in awe of the proceeding. Yes, we were there, prayerful, peaceful and proud but resolute in our demand for our equal rights, all of them.
Plaudits to all who have remembered and gathered again. This is a sobering reminder of where are today regarding civil rights. With all of the American progress, Black and other people of color are still thought of as unequal in the eyes of some. This not a challenge for the streets, rather it is a challenge of the heart. With all the money they possess, there are powerful people who are afraid of losing the billions they have amassed. The pot is too big for them to lose so it becomes a question of what is in their hearts. Do they use their wealth wisely? Do they give solace and aid to the unfortunate, the impoverished, the striving, or do they continue to gather more of their fortune and use it to further attempt to demoralize and debase others, not giving a damn about their misery. Like vultures, they continue to gobble up chunks, engorging themselves with their dastardly power.
“Take away the right to govern, take away the right to a living wage, take away the right to good health, take away the opportunity of a decent education, but most of all take away a job,” they scream at the top of their lungs, because a job with a righteous wage and benefits gives one dignity and a reason to look ahead to a better life.
So I salute this March and those new and old who have come out to demonstrate that things must change for the better. We must convince our adversaries that the human thing to do is to help not hinder those who are in need.