Marsha Vivinate A Remarkable Woman

“I’m so proud of my four daughters; rasing them as a single parent and seeing them go on to become successful young Black women is truly my greatest accomplishment.” –Marsha Vivinate

Marsha Vivinate

Marsha Vivinate is the person who first introduced me to Kamala Harris. Marsha told me many years ago that Kamala Harris was a fast growing superstar in the Democrat Party. Marsha would go on to write five essays on Kamala Harris and I don’t know of anyone who knows more about the life and rise of Kamala Harris. I have wanted to interview Marsha for over a year. I am thankful she agreed to do this interview with me today.

Q) How are you doing in the face of Covid-19?

A) I am blessed. I am a strong believer in science. I believe in being fully vaccinated, booster shot, always wearing my mask and santitizing frequently has protected me from Covid-19.

Q) What is your ambition for 2022?

A) In 2021, I worked exceptionally hard to achieve a goal that happened this year. I have a passion for working with and helping battered women and their children experiencing domestic violence. I am a survivor. Together with my sister, this year, we will be launching a brand new nonprofit business pertaining to assisting battered women to help move them beyond the darkness and soar into a new life of independence.

Q) What do you hope for?

A) It is my hope that the impact our services will provide in the community aspiring new dreams to women who have otherwise given up hope.

Q) Are you a registered Democrat?

A) Yes, I am a registered Democrat.

Q) What do you tell young people about MLK when you have to give a speech in San Francisco?

A) I express to young people, it is not about being powerful, rich, or famous in the eyes of your peers. Dr. King was not looking for fame. He was a peaceful powerhouse with a vision and he was a great leader.

Q) Do you have a favorite MLK quote?

A) “Everyone has the ppower for greatness, not for fame, but greatness, because greatness is determined by service.” –Martin Luther King Jr.

Q) What is the best investment you’ve ever made?

A) Investing on behalf of my children.

Q) Do you remember your favorite teacher in high school?

A) Yes, I do remember my favorite teacher; she was a Black woman from France with this beautiful accent. Miss LeCompte, she was petite and elegant and she was the first person to tell me,

“Marsha, there’s something very special about you. Your IQ and talents are way abovenormal.” Miss LeCompte alsobought me a beautiful prom dress to wear to my senior prom. My parents religion would not allow them to buy a prom dress for me, or even go to dances.

Q) What college did you go to?

A) San Jose State University.

Q) Someone told me you are related to Muhammad Ali, is this true?

A) Yes, I am related to the great Muhmmad Ali through my grandmother.

Q) What is your favorite vacation memory?

A) I took a vacation to Miami, Florida and it was simply amazing. I was introduced to so many exciting people who ended up being my close friends today.

Q) What are your feelings about Vice President Harris?

A) Vice President Kamala Harris is thee pheonomenal woman of the century! She’s blazed trails no other woman in the history of the United States. She is the future and will be the First woman of the USA.

Q) How long have you followed her rise in the Democratic Party?

A) I’ve followed her career since 1990 and have watched her become a superstar in the Democratic Party. She earned her spot with that brilliant mind. Like the great Shirly Chisholm, she is unbought and unbossed.

Q) I know you’ve written many essays about Kamala Harris; have you ever sent her copies of your articles?

A) I”ve never sent her copies ofmy essays although I have a sneaky feeling she may have read them on Twitter.

Q) Alot of very famous people follow you on Twitter, do they know you are an advocate for abused women and children?

A) I hope my followers are aware that I am a strong advocate and also a survivor of domestic violence. I write about domestic violenece especially during the month of October- Domestic Violence Awareness Month.

Q) What is the one lesson your mother taught you that you have taught your four daughters?

A) I was molested as a young girl and my dear mama taught me to love myself and I taught that to my four beautiful daughters.

Q) If you could have a gigantic billboard anywhere in San Francisco with anything on it, what would it say?

A) Ummmm interesting question.

“Let us learn to live together in harmony, peace, andlove no matter the color of our skin.”–Marsha Vivinate

You can follow Marsha Vivinate on Twitter………. @marsha_vivinate

Charles Micheaux



“I want young men and young women who are not alive today… to know and see that these new privileges and opportunites did not come without somebody suffering and sacrificing for them.” –Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.

Martin Luther King Jr.

Ember Spotted Elk Voice for American Indians

“The dishonorable way Native Americans have been treated is only a single thread in the tapestry of human depravity.”–Marlon Brando

Ember Spotted Elk

Ember Spotted Elk is someone I follow on Twitter and she more than anyone I know reminds me so much of the noble and brave Russell Means. Ember Spotted Elk is a very gifted speaker and no one on Twitter does a better job of clearly explaining the culture and plight of the American Indian. Several weeks ago I asked her to do this interview. I am happy she granted me this interview because I feel, her voice is important, she speaks clearly, strongly and truthfully.

Thank You, Ember Spotted Elk…

Q.) How are you doing after being assaulted by the police?

A.) Well I’m still here I survived the assault by the police. There are many who are not able to say that.

Q.) Can you tell me what happened?

A.) I had just moved to Longmont, Colorado about five months ago, one day I took out the trash and came across a big scene of cops, fire trucks and ambulance inside my apartment complex. So I watched as others watched and there was this woman who was drunk making noise, being loud and unruly; she was looking for someone who lived in the apartment complex. I was concerned for her and so I asked a cop near by to get her some help.I never said anything to the lady and the cop turned to the drunk lady and asked her if she wanted to press charges against me for harassment. She said yes and that’s when four cops grabbed me violently. I asked them why were they doing this. I kept saying I didn’t do anything wrong. I did resist them as I didn’t understand why they were being violent to me; I never hit any of them. They threw me hard down to the ground and then cuffed me. I was bleeding at this time because of the cut they caused on my finger; it was bleeding bad. They picked me up and put me in the ambulance. They strapped me to the gurney.


One EMT was nice to me and as we were talking the other EMT injected me with something and I passed out. I don’t know how long I was out, but when I awoke I was in the hospital. Soon after that I was taken to jail. I was originally charged with assaulting an officer , but that charge was dropped.

Q.) What made the police grab you?

A.) They attacked me because the cops asked the drunk white lady if she wanted to press charges against me for harassing her and she told them she did want me charged. I never said anything to that lady. I don’t like to throw out race but that’s what it’s about.

Q.) What are you going to do now to let other women know what happened to you?

A.) The Wiyans (women) are gathering. The ones that are strong enough to speak. I am being guided by a Dakota relative who is an elder and she and others have started a society called ‘Honoring of Women Society’ …our women are being hunted, assaulted and killed by KKK-Cops.

Q.) When did this assault by the police happen to you?

A.) It was May of 2021.

Q.) What would you like for the American Indian Movement to know about your experience?

A.) Well I’m sure the American Indian Movement knows full well the injustices done to the American Indian. This is why the movement was formed, because of laws that don’t work for us.

Q.) What is your ambition for 2022?

A.) My goal is to establish my business site, I want it to be a Spiritual & Cultural Center.

Q.) Where were you born?

A.) I was born in San Jose, California.

Q.) What do you hope for?

A.) Well, first, I hope they would stop assaulting us this way. First off we are women who are unarmed, we are armed only with our Voice. They don’t like what we have to say.

Q.) Who were your heroes?

A.) My Grandparents without a doubt! They fought and held onto who we are as Oceti Sakowin ( 7 Council Tribes) …they fought oppression by holding onto our spirituality.

Q.) What is the best investment you’ve ever made?

A.) Lol, well I am a poor Lakota in “society” so there are no wealth investments. But as a proud Sicangu Oyate ( Burnt Thigh Nation) my best investment is my children.

Q.) I know one of your daughters has a wonderful YouTube Channel where she teaches arts & crafts. “The Paper Owl” –YouTube

Have you ever done a YouTube Channel?

A.) No.

Q.) Will you ever run for a political office?

A.) Tribal politics.

Q.) What’s your favorite quote?

A.) “What doesn’t kill you make you stronger.” –Frederick Nietzsche

Q.) If you could have a gigantic billboard anywhere with anything on it, what would it say?

A.) You are not guilty. You are wanted and needed by your tribe.

Q.) Do you think Leonard Peltier will ever be released from prison?

A.) I don’t believe he will. The oppressors like to keep that noose tight around our necks.

Q.) What is your favorite quote by the brave and noble Sitting Bull?

A.) “If we must die, we will die defending our rights.” –Sitting Bull

Thank You, Ember Spotted Elk*

Hey Friends….You can follow Ember Spotted Elk on Twitter.



Charles Micheaux


Rosa Parks Mother of Civil Rights

“We make the road by walking it.” –Rosa Parks

Rosa Parks Mother of Civil Rights.

On December 1st 1955 Rosa Parks was arrested and taken to jail for not giving up her seat , a seat she paid for, to a white man. After her arrest a protest began that shook the very foundation of Montgomery, Alabama’s white social structure of apartheid. The white power brokers in Montgomery had no idea who Rosa Parks really was. Rosa Parks was an active member of the NAACP of which she first joined in 1943. She served as the secretary for the NAACP for twelve years. She wrote letters, organized meetings, and found lawyers for black people accused of crimes that they did not commit.

The white power brokers had no clue of the great forces of activism they would face in the persons of Rosa Parks and that new young preacher from Atlanta, Martin Luther King Jr.

Together Rosa Parks and Martin Luther King Jr. would be the big spark of fire that drove the Montgomery Bus Boycott. The boycott drew national attention and lasted 381 days. The white bus company lost $200,000 dollars in dimes and were on the brink of going out of business. Rosa Parks is recognized as the Mother of Civil Rights in America. She taught us the power to change is in our hands when we come together and dedicate ourselves to the good of the whole of the community.

Charles Micheaux


Stacey Abrams announced she is running on December 1st. 2021.

My best friend stole a car…

“It is better to build strong boys than repair broken men.”–Frederick Douglass

Bio: Charles Micheaux

Ford Mustang

Too many of my boyhood friends went to jail for stealing cars, car parts and or smoking or selling weed. In 1997 I worked at the Maryland State Prison as a volunteer as a part of my ministry apprenticeship. I volunteered from 1997 to 2002. I met so many young men who had no idea how difficult they had made their life by one simple crime. Often I discovered their parent never took the time to educate their sons on the pitfall of incarceration, crime holds enormous consequences that are almost always insurmountable. In my own life I was truly blessed because my father’s worst nightmare was that I might do something criminal and get myself thrown in jail or prison.

One day when I was sixteen-years old my father invited me out to lunch, just he and I. Once we got in the car my father told me he had to stop at the Essex County Jail to meet with the sheriff for a brief meeting. My dad explained I could not go to the meeting, and I would have to stay in a jail cell while he was in the meeting. It was an empty jail cell. My father assured me the meeting would not be long. The sheriff smiled and shut the heavy steel jail cell door and turned the key and locked the door. I found myself behind bars like a criminal; it was surreal! I swore I was captured in a very bad dream. Soon five or six inmates surrounded my cell and they began cursing at me and threatening me. They swore they would beat the crap out of me when I was released into the general population. I tried in vain to explain to them I was simply waiting for my father they laughed and called me a liar. I was perplexed and not too pleased that my father would put me in such an unpleasant situation. After the twenty minutes of curses and threats against me my tormentors soon disbursed and I was alone again trying to understand what just happened. My dad and the sheriff arrived both men wore this big smile on their face. My dad joked, “Charlie, you alright son? You look like you saw a ghost.” I did not appreciate his attempt at levity.

We left the jail and my father drove to the popular Howard Johnson’s restaurant where we were seated and made our order of hamburgers, fries, and milkshakes. The big smile left my father’s face and he looked sad as he searched my face looking for something. He rubbed the palm of his hands together, he exhaled. I waited for him to speak.

“Charlie, that place we just left, it’s a shit-hole, it’s a got damn shit-hole! And you never want to wind up there, they treat you like a dog. You have no rights. And your life is over! You won’t go to college, you won’t be able to buy a house, you won’t be able to get a job or buy a car! Charlie, you can never go to jail son. If you go to jail, your life will be over and I and your mother will disown you. I will take all of your stuff and put it on the front lawn. I don’t want you to come into my house, I’ll be done with you.

Charlie, if you need something, you come to me, and I will get it. You don’t have to steal, you shouldn’t steal, it’s wrong and there’s no excuse for you to do it. I love Charlie. Don’t ever let me down son. That jail back there is a pure shit-hole.”

Two weeks later my very best friend rolled up on me in a beautiful blue Buick and he offered me a ride. I knew this was not his car so fear came upon me. My friend called out to me to get in the car. I refused his offer remembering my father’s warning. My friend tried to mock me by telling me I was chicken and scared. I told him I was fearful, because my father had already warned me. My friend would not let up, he kept on badgering me until I became very angry and finally I clenched my fist and I shouted at him and told him to fuck off!

He laughed and drove away.

Later that day my friend James was arrested for stealing that car. He was no longer my best friend even though I still loved him. He would go on to steal many more cars and jail became his second home. I realized the genius of my father and the enormous investment he made in me on that day he had me put into a jail cell.

Today, I am convinced if my father had not come up with the plot to have me locked up, I surely would have gotten in the car with my friend James and I too would have gone to jail and my life would have been ruined like his.

Charles Micheaux


Geronimo the great Apache Warrior

“I was born on the praries where the wind blew free and there was nothing to break the Sun.” –Go-yah-kla

( AKA Geronimo)

Go-yah-kla (aka- Geronimo)

November is Native American Heritage Month and this is the time to celebrate and educate the general public about Native American people. The blood that runs through my veins is that of a proud Native American woman I simply knew as grandmother.

Geronimo is the greatest of all the Apache warriors, he was a Gemni, born June 16th 1829. The legend goes, as a boy he swallowed the heart of his first kill in order to ensure a life of success on the hunt. To the Apache tribe Geronimo was the essence of the best and most skilled Indian warrior, he was fearless, clever, ruthless, and honorable as a man of his word. At the tender age of seventeen Geronimo fell in love with a very beautiful Apache girl named Alope. The two teenagers were married and had three children together; one day while Geronimo was out on a trading mission, Mexican soldiers raided the camp where Geronimo’s family were set up. Geronimo’s mother, wife, and three children were all killed in the attack. Geronimo cried for three days alone and when there were no more tears he became enraged and then he rounded up two hundred Apache warriors and for the next ten years he hunted down every single Mexican soldier who had a hand in the slaughter of his family. One by one Geronimo killed each soldier.

The name Geronimo was given to him by the Mexican army; during a fierce battle on the Mexican holiday–St. Geronimo Day, Go-yah-kla crushed the Mexican army and from that day forward they called him Geronimo.

U.S. Paratroopers of World War II saw the 1940 movie ‘GERONIMO’ the night before mass training jumps and as each man fell from the sky they all shouted proudly G-E-R-O-N-I-M-O !

The U.S. Navy SEALs used the code name Geronimo in the hunt for Osama Bin Laden. It took the SEALs ten years to hunt down and kill OBL.

The Special Forces community hold Go-yah-kla in the highest regard as they should for he is the father of guerrilla warfare in America.

Charles Micheaux


Bessie Coleman 1st. Black Female Aviator in America

“I decided blacks should not have the difficulties I had faced, so I opened a flying school to teach other black women how to fly.” –Bessie Coleman

Bessie Coleman believed she could fly way before there ever was a song that ever played over the radio airwaves. Bessie Coleman was born on January 26th 1893, her mother a black woman and her father Native American. The petite and pretty Bessie Coleman dreamed big dreams especially when she saw a plane flying overhead. One day while with a friend she looked up and saw a plane; she whispered to her friend, “I can do that!”From that moment on Bessie Coleman had an insatiable desire to become an aviator; no matter the cost in sweat and toil. The challenges she faced appeared insurmountable; with her black skin, being female she had every right to feel discouraged as all of her applications for aviation school were rejected. In 1919 Bessie Colemen boarded a ship from New York City bound for Europe where she would continue her quest for application to aviation school. Bessie Coleman was warmly greeted when she arrived in Paris, France, her application was accepted and Bessie Coleman took flying lessons from German and French instructors. After receiving her pilot’s license she was hired as a pilot by F0kker’s Aircraft Corporation. Bessie Coleman returned to the United States in 1922 with her international pilot’s license. Bessie Coleman opened up her own aviation school where she taught other black women how to fly. On April 30th 1926, 33-year old Bessie Coleman died during an air show for the Memorial Day celebration. The controls of her airplane jammed and Bessie Coleman was violently catapulted out of the plane and fell to her death. In all the the many essays I have written over the years no one has displayed the determination and persistence as this remarkable woman aviator-Bessie Coleman.

Charles Micheaux


November is Native American Heritage Month*

Why our children need Heroes

“It is better to build strong boys than repair broken men.”–Frederick Douglass

The Greatest Muhammad Ali *

It is so important that our children have heroes to look up to, to be inspired by, it is vital to the well being of our children’s self image. When I was a boy, Muhammad Ali was my hero. I remember so clearly that after every fight there was a man who would hand Muhammad Ali a mirror and Afro comb. Muhammad Ali would comb his hair and wipe his face with a towel and only after he did these things would he speak with a reporter. He never wanted to look disheveled before little black boys like me. One day while in school my white teacher was going over a math problem on the blackboard and she noticed that I kept combing my hair with my Afro comb. She was puzzled. She did ask me why I kept combing my hair and she assured me my hair was fine. I never told her why I did it. I did it because Muhammad Ali did it!

WOW! The power of the Black Hero-Muhammad Ali!

God has been so good to me, because in 1980 I met Muhammad Ali in Beverly Hills, California and he took my breath away! He was remarkably handsome and kind. Yes my friends our children need heroes and those heroes need not just be men.

Martin Luther King Jr. had great heroes too! As a boy he had four heroes, and they are, Paul Robeson, George Washington Carver, Jesse Owens, and Booker T. Washington.

MLK’S boyhood heroes

I make my home in the wonderful city of College Park and our kids have a many great heroes who are always giving the best of themselves to make a difference in the lives of our youth. The great superstar NFL quarterback Cam Newton is from College Park, Georgia and he has invested heavily in the youth here in College Park. One of my dearest friends, most cherished friend and frankly no one in the city of College Park does more for the children of College Park and the entire Fulton County area than the noble Grandmaster Shelton Moreland. Grandmaster Moreland runs a life changing martial arts school called Master Moreland Tae Kwondo.

Grandmaster Shelton Moreland with student.

Grandmaster Shelton Moreland was voted man of the year two years straight and since the school’s opening he has helped over 8,000 boys and girls from College Park.

To learn more about the school you can call (404) 768-0507.

Master Moreland Tae Kwondo

4826 Old National Highway

College Park, Georgia 30337

Grandmaster Moreland inspired me to to start a summer program for youth in 2014 called, ‘Give a kid a bike’ and with the help of Walmart on Old National Highway and Staples Store in East Point, and together we have been able to give away over 100 bikes to children for the summer.

One of the best experiences for me is when my friend Ken Lyons-Store Manager at STAPLES in East Point, bought this beautiful bike for a dear girl who never owned a bike. When she received the bike she began to cry she was so happy. When I see Shanika she tells me to thank Mr. Lyons for her.

Give a child a bike for the summer; it’s fun!

“Service is the rent you pay for living on earth.” –Muhammad Ali

Charles Micheaux

Atlanta *

Kasim Reed Champion for the youth of Atlanta*

James Baldwin’s Eulogy

“This man traveled the earth like its history and its biographer. He reported, criticized, made beautiful, analyzed, cajoled, lyricized, attacked, sang made us think, made us better.” –Amiri Baraka

The last time I saw Maya Angelou, Toni Morrison and Amiri Baraka was at the funeral of James Baldwin. The greatest black writers in New York City were in attendance. Artist of every ilk had come out to pay their respect to James Arthur Baldwin. It was a cold, misty day December morning and we all stood aside allowing Jimmy Baldwin’s family to enter the magnificent cathedral first. Slowly we walked into the great hall and at the stroke of noon, organ music swelled through the great space. The whole experience put me in the mind of a great movie set; so many lights, and the highest ceiling I have ever been under. So many stars of Hollywood, Broadway and the Literary world were crammed together. Ossie Davis, Ruby Dee, Stokely Carmichael, Sonia Sanchez and the famed photographer and dear friend Gordon Parks. No one was dressed in an ostentatious manner; there was not one person being dramatic or over the top in that space and time. The great poet and activist -writer, Amiri Baraka spoke first. I knew him casually and I never saw him so delicate and warm; he displayed the kindness of a child, he spoke beautifully about Jimmy Baldwin.

“Jimmy, this glorious, elegant griot, not only a writer, an international literary figure, he was man, spirit, voice-old black and terrible as the first ancestor.” -Amiri Barka

Next the great novelist Toni Morrison spoke eloquently about her dear friend Jimmy.

“Jimmy guided us through treacherous paths and gave blacks the courage to face an all-white geography…this world could never be all white again.” -Toni Morrison

I knew Maya Angelou was going to put it on us like we never had it put on us before, and she did! I hung on her every word, she was really the master orator. I knew it was James Baldwin who was responsible for her career as a writer. It was James Baldwin who helped her get her first book published. I would love to recite her full eulogy but I do not remember word for word all of her text. I do remember the key theme in her talk, she talked about the need for a brother.

“Brothers Are Hard to Come By.

He knew brothers are hard to come by. He knew that black women need brothers. And don’t keep that good news to yourself, “Go tell it on the mountain!” –Maya Angelou

Charles Micheaux


To my Native American Sisters and Brothers…

Wanna Tokata Iyaya…Oahe!

Fannie Lou Hamer Trailblazer…

“There is one thing you have got to learn about the movement. Three people are better than no people.”–Fannie Lou Hamer

Fannie Lou Hamer Voting Rights Champion

Every Black American artist stands on the shoulders of the great Fannie Lou Hamer. All of us, actors, writers, singers, filmmakers, poets, rappers, painters, and musicians. Even now, in 2021 we stand on the very shoulders of this courageous and noble woman. The mode of travel we enjoy today, the luxury lodging we so love, the fancy restaurants we love to eat our meals, the very top schools we so love enrolling our children in. All of these new privileges were paid for by Martin Luther King Jr., Rosa Parks, Viola Liuzzo, Andrew Young, Ralph Abernathy, Coretta Scott King and Fannie Lou Hamer.

Who is Fannie Lou Hamer you ask?

Fannie Lou Hamer is a very important black woman whose grandparents were slaves who picked cotton. Her parents were sharecroppers on the same cotton plantation her grandparents were slaves. Fannie Lou Hamer was introduced to the cotton plantation when she was just six-years old and for the next eighteen-years of her life she worked like a slave on that same plantation.

One day when the white plantation owner found out Fannie Lou Hamer tried to register and vote he fired her from her job after eighteen-years of service. Years later one of Fannie Lou Hamer’s daughter’s died as a result of being denied hospital care because of her mother’s civil rights activism. In the early 1960’s Fannie Lou Hamer became a member of the Southern Christian Leadership Conference (SCLC) she was also an active member of the Student Nonviolent Committee (SNCC); two of the most progressive organizations fighting for civil rights.

Fannie Lou Hamer worked day after day, year after year, raising public awareness about the unfair policies that kept Black Americans away from the ballot box. The great efforts by Dr. King, Viola Liuzzo, Andrew Young, Ralph Abernathy, Coretta Scott King and Fannie Lou Hamer helped in the passage of the 1965 Voting Rights Act.

Fannie Lou Hamer is one of the most important people in the civil rights movement. Our children should be taught about her, for she is an American Hero.

Charles Micheaux


To my Native American Brothers and Sisters…

Wanna Tokata Iyaya…Oahe!

Forgive me, but I hate that damn tree!

  • Nonfiction
  • I saw the young man standing under this small tree*

My wife and I had given up the city life of New York to move to a gentle quiet college town in Maryland, it’s a small town outside the city of Baltimore, the town is called Towson. Towson, Maryland is really a neat little town with great Coffee shops and a host of hip restaurants where college kids love to hang out. Almost everyone has a book under their arm and Barnes & Noble Book store sits right in the middle of downtown. This was the life I always dreamed of living, in a small town where the pace is slow and polite. On Saturdays my wife and I would go to our favorite Coffee shop do breakfast , from there we’d go to Barnes & Noble and from Barnes & Noble we would go to Nordstrom to purchase new shoes for my wife. Sundays were lazy days for us, we would just stay home watch movies, make popcorn and if there was a football game or basketball game we would watch it. One Sunday morning in early fall I got up early to do my three mile walk to the grocery store just to buy the Sunday paper. It was a beautiful brisk morning and the sun was just about to break yet there was a feeling of foreboding in the air. Before I left my wife was still in the bed asleep, safe and sound. Yet there was this feeling something I would see something very tragic. Yet I pressed on.

I finally arrived at the grocery store and I bought the Sunday paper folded it under my arms and headed back home; I looked at my watch and thought about my wife again. I wondered if she had gotten up and started breakfast or was she still asleep under the sheet. A police car, and then an ambulance raced past me with lights flashing and siren blaring. The thing I feared was waiting for me, as I got closer to my home I saw a police officer standing next to the body of the young white man I spoke to earlier before I left the house to go to the grocery store. I saw the young man standing under this small tree*.

I never saw the young man before that morning and he seemed to have alot on his mind. I spoke to him and he smiled back at me. Now lay his motionless body on the ground, this young man was well dressed and well groomed and he wore a watch.

I was stunned.

He’s gone!

But, why? Why?

Another police car pulled up and one of the officer’s placed a white sheet over the dead body. I was transfixed. I felt as if it was all just a bad dream. My mouth was dry and my hands did tremble slightly as I stuck my key in the door to my home. My wife was still asleep. I dare not wake her.

I removed my clothes and climbed into the bed next to her. Her body was warm and as she breathed in her chest slightly raised. I put my arms around her and she smiled never opening her eyes.

Why? Why? Why?

Why did I leave this morning to buy the paper when I knew something bad was lurking. I never again went out on a Sunday morning to buy the paper.

Forgive me, but I hate that damn tree!

Charles Micheaux





Someone is always there to talk, somebody cares.

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