fine day for a Funeral

Dearest, if you’re reading this
I may be already dead
My wrists are already red
The fish are already fed

“Hope is but a waking dream”
That’s what Aristotle said

far

Vexed to perplexed
To what happens next
Should I expose my belly
Or Kevlar my chest?

eighteen years ago

18 years ago on January 19, 1994, I was a brand new Dad to a drooling, yellow-faced, tiny-toed little boy. My namesake was both a blessing and another chance to get it right. Before he was old enough to do much more than eat and poop and cry (sometimes in that order), he taught me something extraordinary – how to love unconditionally.

courage has no color

Red Tails, in theaters January 20th, depicts the challenges and heroism of the Tuskegee Airmen during World War II and is produced by George Lucas, the legendary creator of Star Wars and Indiana Jones.

George Lucas has been very open in discussing his own challenges in getting this movie produced because of Hollywood’s aversion to “black” movies.

hue man being

In the beginning we know not words but the noise of he that sins
The induction of destruction and obstruction of good tends

Do snowballs have a chance in hell and what does it all portend?
Am I left gasping and convulsing or will I get that second wind?

I’m not in Kansas anymore; Toto or Corporate may accept me in
These skin faders and dermis lasers are doing much less than they pretend

“Study real hard”, “don’t let down your guard”, and seven like sapient
When he grows up, will life show up or should we notify next of kin?

Who is in the mirror? Is God any nearer? And where did I begin?
Claim pots or kettles or African settles or whatever moniker gives you skin

Aren’t we all the same ‘ere what’s in a name and don’t labels expire the trend?
We’re at sixes and sevens, a fly is in the ointment, and a straw is in the wind

In the end, we remember not words of enemies but the silence of our friends*
And it’s that absence that negates. It’s that quiet that pretends.

kenn.

* ‘In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.’ – Martin Luther King Jr.

big libraries or big TVs

“Rich people have big libraries. Poor people have big TVs.” – Dan S. Kennedy, author and entrepreneur

What a loaded and inciting statement, right?

who is kenn bivins 2?

I’m quite proud of my eldest son, Kenn II, who has begun blogging with his photography, words and the heart of a young revolutionary who knows no bounds.

stop. now, start.

Sometimes, before you can START something, you have to STOP something else first, that might otherwise hinder you. This is the season where many people use the newness of the year to make promises, resolutions, commitments and good habits.

word up, my ninjas

As a writer, I love words. Words are sexy. They can tell us so much about where we are and, many times, where we’re from. Take the word, nigger, or it’s politically correct presentation – the N-word. regardless of how you brand it, the word is pretty hateful. I don’t care what hip hop culture says.