Wednesday, August 6, 2025

Black August and the Epic Struggle to Free Mumia Abu Jamal!*

Black August and the Epic Struggle to Free Mumia Abu Jamal!* 

by bro Zayid Muhammad

Long live the revolutionary spirits of George and Jonathan Jackson, the courageous revolutionary cornerstones of this hot time we call Black August...a time marking some of our ugliest oppression and repression, a time marking some of our boldest expressions of resistance...






Born in the putrid and bloody walls of the California prison system in 1979, its core foundational moments are of course the assassination of field marshal George Jackson on August 21, 1971 and the death of his brave 17 year old little brother Jonathan Jackson, who was killed during an epic 'extraction mission' of some of the Soledad Brothers from a Marin County courthouse on August 7, 1970.

u wanna know why u have get your behind in line and searched entering an amerikkkan courtroom these days...Thats why! ...'cause Jonathan done been here like that!

August 20, 1619, our new world ordeal gets anchored by english speaking colonists at Jamestown, Virginia, one that would shackle and slaughter our Ancestors for their labor for several centuries and change! Capitalism?...Gdmt, our Ancestors were Capitalism's most prime capital once upon a time when we colored!



August 25, 1967, the american nat'l security state announces a 'new', 'hard hitting', 'neutralization' covert action called COINTELPRO! 'new' my big high West Afrikan *ss! It had already claimed Malcolm, and had been stalking the politically courageous among us since the criminalizing of reparations mother Callie House, our first modern political prisoner, and Black August born Mr. Garvey, just a few years later using the same playbook!

Speaking of Malcolm, u do know that he barely survived being poisoned to death by the CIA on August 4th, 1964 in Cairo Egypt! u haven't stolen The Diary of Malcolm X yet? Underground homework. Treat that as an order. 

And we sure as hell are not going to forget the insanely savage and sinister lynching of Emmitt Till on August 28th 1955 and the courage of his mother Mamie Till Mobley to have an open casket funeral to xpose what they did to her sonto the entire world! That set off the modern socalled Civil Rights Mvmt like nothing else!



On the question of epic resistance, it is no accident of history that we would lose George on what happened to be the anniversary of Rev Nat Turner's most blood curdling uprising back of 1831, the time when the 'last had become first and the first became last'!

It is also no accident of history that the most epic of our Slave Uprisings, the mighty Haitian Revolution, the won our Ancestors won, sets the world on fire in August! Its spiritual sacrifice at Bois Caymon on August 14th, and its actual launching of hostilities on August 22nd 1791!



And against the cyclical scourge of police brutality came the epic Watts Rebellion of August 11th in 1965! 

Mumiasizing Black August, let us remember the sinister apartheid style tank and bullet assault on MOVE on August 8, 1978, an attack that would land nine MOVE members in the klutches of the state to face 30-100 years each! Two, Merle and Phil Africa, would die in prison, the others would do between 40 to 42 years each before their freedoms!

The incredible unconquerable young warrior healer Mutulu Shakur would join this realm on August 8, 1950. He would later pioneer acupuncture to combat the heroin assault on our community and would ultimately go underground doing what a radical underground does. He too would face state kaptivity for his commitment for 36 hard years!

Have we forgotten that the upsouth state of pennsylvania used Mr Garvey's August 17 birth date to be its day to execute Mumia in 1995! 2 million of us from around the world said 'hell to the NO u aint either', but the no good bastards did try!

Sad irony occurs in August also, August 22nd 1989 would see us lose the courageous Huey P Newton to Oakland's streets in a way that we absolutely should not have!

August 24th 2003, would see us also lose his comrade from the Black Panther Party and later the Black Liberation Army, Safiya Bukhari, our 'lioness for liberation' Mumia called her, who literally breathed fire into the global movement to free mumia and to launch the Jericho Mvmt when she got out of prison!

Staying on that note, one of the most feared of the Black Panther Party and its underground, the implacable Russell 'Maroon' Shoatz, also straight outta Philly who defied captivity not once but twice was born on August 23 in . He would endure 49 years in kaptivity for his legendary courage! Courage we will never forget!

And as police brutality continues to stalk us, we got a surge of a new movement that came in young wide loud and proud called Black Lives Matter, which went buckwil' in aftermath of the police slaying of Michael Brown in the hot stanky streets of Ferguson Missouri on August 9th 2014! That mass national insurgent response would produce a profound echo of solidarity all the way from the bomb burnt and bloody rocks of Gaza as the Palestinian people would announce and pronounce loudly and proudly their profound solidarity with our children's resistance at that epic moment! 





And its no accident of history that in this year on the first day of Black August of this year, the anniversary of the Harlem Uprising of 1943, the anniversary of the death of Khatari Gaulden, a cofounder of Black August, that a young brave Black labor organizer named Chris Smalls, straight outta Jersey the birthplace of racial profiling, would return to JFK Airport like Malcolm did from his Hajj in '64 to a huge sea of love after being beaten and detained by the Israeli Defense Forces for participating in a humanitarian aid mission called Freedom Flotilla that sought to take food to Gaza challenging Israel's genocidal blockade forbidding that! And when asked why he dared to do that, the young g blew a whole a lot of minds from LA to the West Bank when he said, he did so not only to call out Israel's genocide, but to also 'call out the complicity' of the still pathologically racist american labor movement for their physically transporting the u.s. aid to israel!



Cant' make this sh*t up! 

This Black August finds movement legend the unconquerable Imam Jamil Abdullah Al-Amin, , enduring terminal cancer at Butner Medical Facility in North Carolina as we push for his full freedom and exoneration. This last chairman of the Student Nonviolent Coordinating Committee (SNCC) was once a man once so feared that the m'frs of the u.s. congress actually had the gall to come up with the 1968 H Rap Brown Act, criminalizing anyone 'exporting riots across state lines' as a Civil Rights bill. He was framed by the State of Georgia for killing a Fulton County Sheriff and wounding another, he deserves hugely special attention this Black August for sure!** Under no circumstances can we lose this brave great man while in the klutches of the state! Under no circumstances! Follow his case here...

https://www.imamjamilactionnetwork.org/



We who like it hot...with blood still stinging in our eyes...call it 'Black August'!

*Look forward to this and more like this from a new newsletter from the global effort to Free Mumia! Get Mumia's latest book with Jennifer Black, Beneath The Mountain!...
**Follow the Imam's fight. Go to https://www.imamjamilactionnetwork.org/
Bro Zayid Muhammad, long time organizer and Jazz poet, is chair  of the Malcolm X Commemoration Committee. Hit him up at babazayid@gmail.com...
(c)2025

Tuesday, July 15, 2025

NEWARK SAYS 'FAREWELL KAYLA SPIVEY': A 'STARLIGHT IN BROWN SKIN'

 

 

Newark Says Farewell to Beloved Teen Kayla Spivey, A Starlight Wrapped in Brown Skin

by Zayid Muhammad*

Transcend Worship Center Church, one of the largest in the county, was full yesterday. Upstairs  and downstairs. It was overwhelmingly filled with a sea of  the eyes and hearts of Newark teens drowning in shock and grief as they all said goodbye to their vibrant friend 16 year old Kayla Spivey who was tragically shot and killed in a domestic violence incident on June 30th!



An incredible and even more pointedly painful aspect of Kayla’s violent death was that she was an active voice and presence in and out of several of the Newark CVI (Community based Violence Intervention) programs, most recently the Peacekeepers, a program that targets young people Kayla’s age and is itself a full and vibrant program. Just as incredibly, it came at a time when the Newark CVI ecosystem (network organizational, community and institutional support systems) was developing a fresh new strategy to target the rise of domestic violence.



Perhaps Kayla’s mother, Jalisa Tutt, summed it up best as she wound down the heartbreaking homegoing service when she asked desperately:



“How do you protect a child from someone they love,” she cried out, overwhelmed with the hurt of “betrayal.”




Kayla was shot by someone she knew and loved on June 27th and passed away from her wounds several days later.


Her suspected assailant is now in police custody.

 

The incident was also painfully reminiscent of another similar unforgettable incident, the recent killing of Sanaa Amenhotep.Sanaa had been set up to be killed by those who she loved, by those who she thought were her ‘friends.’ In Sanaa’s case, she had actually gone missing compelling her father, pioneering peacemaker Sharif Amenhotep to sojourn from New Jersey all the way to South Carolina to shake up the southern community that Sanaa’s mother had relocated to before the authorities ultimately found Sanaa. 



Sanaa was also only 16.



Among those participating in the homegoing was Mayor Ras Baraka by video. Newark’s Shani Baraka Women’s Center was named after the Mayor’s sister, who was killed in a domestic violence incident.  Rev Patrick Counsel, Newark’s South Ward Councilman, gave a loaded prayer of comfort. Newark chaplain and manager of the Community Safe Zone Hassans Kirby, who ironically is leading the development of a Men Against Domestic Violence group as a part of the domestic violence strategy, was not going to be confined to scripture reading with his presence. Rev. Louise Rountree, the forever busy Councilwoman at Large who was once a fixture of Newark’s legendary Newark AntiViolence Coalition,  presided.



Kayla’s principal at Newark’s University High, Genique Flournoy Hamiltion told a number of endearing stories capturing Kayla’s passionate magnetic personality and how she admired how Kayla wanted to be seen for each accomplishment and effort she made to improve herself and told how she was once particularly challenged to walk Kayla to the bus stop one day concerned about Kayla’s well being.



“Where are you going Principal Hamilton,” someone asked.

“I’m going where I’m needed,” answered the caring educator.

“I’m going with Kayla,” she finished pointedly.



Her uncle, peacemaker Khalil Tutt, cofounder of New Direction, an important Newark CVI program, hammered home a similar after Principal Hamilton.



“I pray that this situation wakes us up,” he said pleadingly.

“We have more Kaylas to protect,” he finished.



“I have never been in a situation like this before,” admitted Shadee Dukes of New Direction as he struggled for words to address his feelings.


“We will build a movement” based on what happened to Kayla, said Deputy Mayor of Public Safety Keesha Eure.

“Kayla was more than a statistic,” she emphasized and continued.

“She was a starlight wrapped in brown skin.”


©2025 All Rights Reserved

*Zayid Muhammad is the New Jersey Strategist for Equal Justice USA

 

Sunday, October 6, 2024

look for 'we' in the whirlwind!

Look for ’we’ in the whirlwind

-to Blues for Huey, Hugh Masekela

(for the December 12th Movement, Bilal Sunni Ali and the late Jessica Mbangeni*)

by ‘bro zayid’

 

“...Look for me in the whirlwind...And with God’s grace, I shall come and

bring with me countless millions of Black slaves who have died in

America and the West Indies and the millions of Africa to aid you

in the fight for liberty, freedom and life...”

                       Marcus Garvey, December 2, 1927

 

The Ancestor has spoken

we’comin

we comin

 

countless millions countless millions

 

You may not see it, or may not hear it,

but know that u are feeling a surge of something eminent

deep in your bones

 

look for we in the whirlwind

 

we comin we comin

 

With Ogun’s slaughtering edge

we comin

 

Yemaya blue

Oshun and Olokun true!

we comin

 

Shango sure

with Oya’s blisterin awe

we comin

 

encirclin mumia

we comin

 

So sayeth the Ancestor

the peacock poppin winged Ancestor

who lifted all of our eyes with pride

hi above the white man’s white supremecy lies



 

emerging from that big sea

littered with centuries of black bones

baptized with boukman’s offering and sacrifice

denmark determined

with nat turner’s nerve

mutulu’s magic

and panther black leather swerve

 

we comin

 

countless millions countless millions

out from sultry Black August heat

bold and bad to our own insurgent beat

gallant and gold holdin the flag hi

emerging from that big sea

littered with centuries of black bones

 

out from the mtns where cecille had us conspire

out from the swamps settin plantations on fire

out from the sierra maestra teaching campesinos  to unite

out from those same mountains a sea peasants ready to fight

 

can’t see it cant hear it

feelin our imminent awe

look for we in the whirlwind

 

we comin

a sea of black South African women burning pass books

marchin down apartheids throat

a sea of Mississippi black women

shutting down atlantic city’s segregated boardwalks

with fannie lou hamer at the point

 

with safiya’s soul

with huey’s heart

with fred’s clarity

with maroon’s ferocity

 

we comin

o yes we comin

 

out of Black August’s sultry heat  

cutlass armed columns

marchin to an insurgent beat...

 

with baseball bats out from urban back alleys

with ballots and with bullets and without any apologies

 

from brooklyn to brixton

from chi town to capetown

from boston to buenos aires

from harlem to havana

 

holdin the flag high

furious and fearless with pride

 

we comin we comin

 

with safiya’s soul

with huey’s heart

with fred’s clarity

with maroon’s ferocity

carryin emmitt till’s mutilated head

claimin michael brown’s bloody body left on ferguson’s street dead

claimin drew washington’s bullet shattered chest

certifyin justin smith’s handcuffed spit in the face of tulsa pigs

turnin white privilege on its racist head in harlem

turnin watts into a wildfire of defiance

 

cant see it cant hear it

feeling our eminence raw

look for we in the whirlwind

 

cause we comin! we comin!

 

countless millions countless millions

 

we comin we comin

sealed with david walker’s appeal

we comin

 

with bottles  bricks and baseball bats

with ballots and with bullets

with jonathan as the jackal

and capoeira cunning

takin over slavers boats

with a sea of black women

marching down white supremecy’s throat

 

cant see it cant hear it

look for we in the whirlwind

look for we in the whirlwind

 

we comin we comin

countless millions

we comin we comin

 

with safiya’s soul

with huey’s heart

with fred’s courageous clarity

with maroon’s legendary ferocity

 

out from mountains where cecille had us conspire

out from swamps settin plantations on fire

 

with columns of angry black ghosts

holding the flag hi



 

with baldwin’s love

and with blood

in we eyes!

 

“When you let your enemy know that you will do anything

to get your freedom, then you’ll get it...”

                              Malcolm X

*December 12th Movement, cherished Brooklyn based comrades, who know how to shutdown the streets of New York! Beloved revolutionary Bilal Sunni Ali, who gave us a timemarking song 'Look for me in the Whirlwind'...Jessica Mbangeni, amazing young South African praise poet and singer who died suddenly on August 31’24...

©2024 all rights reserved 

Friday, September 20, 2024

March on our minds (for Cuba's nat'l art legend Alberto Lescay)

march on our minds

(for Cuba’s art legend Alberto Lescay)

by ‘bro zayid’

 

This is for Lescay!

Under this careening blue moon

At a time when fascistic forces

are dangerously roaming all over our fracking punctured earth

Seizing this critical crossroads moment

we humbly come to say to him

that we are grateful

for how he has raised so many of our eyes

and how he has shared our right

to claim such a tall view of our selves

and of our dignity

with so many around the world...

So humbly we come to say to this man

with the soil sweet eyes

with the bronze dipped tongue

but who speaks to us with fingers

armed with the beauty of the boundless human spirit

anchored and muscled with the soul

of our cimaron ancestors...


Monument Cimaron

Monument Cimaron (Distant View)


this great man whose vast body of work

and unapologetic radical intent

says to us so selflessly

‘toma de mi...’take from me

‘toma de mi...’take from me

as one of his most singular works so pointedly says...

‘toma de mi...‘take from me

‘toma de mi...’take from me

he says...


toma de mi'



from every inch of his muscular cloud piercing monuments

from every detail of his unleasing of his volley of dreams

in liberating color...

from his honoring of maceo

of marti

of mother mariana...


Maceo Monument and Swords of the Mambisi

to his abstract splashes drenching our eyes

with his fusion of our dreams, his dreams

and his dream seeding tall walk among us

bounding all of that together for a liberated future...

this great man whose art rises from the soil

like the machetes of the mambises,

may they march on our minds forever...

this great man whose works

have become architectural wonders

whose body of abstract expressionism

is a dance festival of shango shimmering

sweet strokes of thunder...

this great man of sheer chainbreaking art...

tall high peoples art

rising from the soil like mambisi machetes...

tall high unifying art

lifting our eyes way beyond pico turquino’s height

calling us to claim our liberated dreams...

we come to this man,

this great man whose vast odyssey of art

says to us so selflessly from his huge heart

‘toma de mi’ ... ‘take from me

‘toma de mi ... ‘take from me...

we come to this great man who has given us

so much so selflessly so consistently

for so long

to say to him

from the fullest places of our hearts

who he has claimed and cleansed over the art landscape

of marti’s america,

we come humbly to him now

to say to him in return

‘toma de nosotros ...’take from us!

‘toma de nosotros ...’take from us!!’...


Lescay honoring late Cuban art legend Wilfred Lam


take from us

our gratitude

take from us

our appreciation

take from us

our humble thanks...

here

now

take it

all of it with the boundless intent

that u have shown us...

here

now

take it

all of it

in return for u having given us

so much

for so long for so strong...

so we, together, may truly seize this moment

for the sake of this earth

and all of us who love her,

and allow for u to take this moment

and bathe in a love,

the people’s love

a love that will make your cherished earthen brown eyes

and your mountainous ancestrally armed fingers

and your heart weaving our hearts together,...

take it

take this moment

take this love

and dance, dance, dance!...

in layers and layers

of our love...

dance, dance, dance!

in layers and layers

of our rhythms

boundless, bold, free...

under this careening blue moon

defying fascism’s dangerous dirty walk

and climbing beyond capitalism’s draining bad breath,

with our arms around each other

and around this fracking punctured earth

we dance with u and we say to u

proudly and humbly

‘tomas de nosotros

‘tomas de nosotros

‘tomas de nosotros...

take from us

‘take from us

‘take from us...

and dance!...



 

©2024