Now lie on the Potomac
The Due D’Aumal’s balls cannonaded
Through mirror teeth Washington D.C.
Black City of white rectangular bits of fear
Blown fluff of fear
O the Duke of Aumal’s ball are raging
Yellow vermin white houses of fear
And beautiful funky people
Diamond heard D’Afrique
Human blood Human need
Black booming emotional vibes of life
White geometry of abstract cerebral death
I really saw at Fort McNair
In front of American General’s mansion
A fir-tree tied down to a black coffin box
Jefferson’s phantom always rides tonight
There’s a solar splendor burst from Eighteenth-Century Cannon of the Due D’Aumal
I’m sure citizen Lafayette was no dixiecrat – Phillip Lamantia
I don’t know about you, but when I hear D.C I think RICH, WHITE, & POLITICS. Well at least I did at first. See the media doesn’t show the city’s other side. As pretty as it is, the neglect is very apparent. To expose this side will only bring to light this country’s unconcern of Black America. But that’s another topic, back to D.C… When you walk down the street… The rhythm is apparent! Have you ever saw someone dance as if the music was a part of their soul? As if the music is what makes them whole? With so much passion you hope some rubs off on you! The color… If I didn’t visit the National Mall, I would’ve thought I was back in Ghana. So many beautiful black people, with kind hearts lined up and down the city streets. Telling me to stay safe because the city isn’t safe for young black girls. And uptown sits an unconcerned man in a white house, with no worries on what happens on the other side of the city. It’s a pity- how some never question his plans on saving this country, even though he can’t even save the city he resides in .
A few months ago, I took a trip to Washington D.C and got to see the city from a non-tourist point of view. I stayed on the South side of D.C in an apartment with a few friends who have lived in D.C all their lives. They showed me every part of D.C from the subway stations to the white house. Like many major cities their subways were easy to navigate. However, what made their public transportation system different than most cities is that they offer free rides to youth 19 and under – which is very beneficial to the local families.
Two of my friends were amazing (hip-hop/freestyle) dancers. Therefore, during my rip I spent some time with them at their local dance studio and sat in during some of their rehearsals. All the dancers I met at the studio were very dedicated and had been working on their skills since they were very young. I encourage each of you to check out the blog’s Instagram by clicking the Instagram icon below, to see some of their videos. They are the true definition of black excellence.
Although, I did not want to seem like every cliché tourist I do admit that growing up on the West Coast put a burning desire in me to see the white house and other national monuments D.C had. However, that flame was put out quickly when I realized it is not as intriguing as it looked on television. Especially the white house, it was not as big as I imagined and let us not forget the bigot who is occupying it.
What was beautiful, was the Smithsonian’s National Museum of African American History and Culture. I like to say I know my people’s history very well but will admit I learned some exciting new facts during my visit. I advise everybody to put the museum on the top of their list when visiting D.C. Also, if you love Caribbean food I recommend Caribbean Citation! Best jerk chicken on the East Coast! Also, you can NOT leave D.C without trying some of their famous Mumbo sauce!
This trip taught me two things – black people anywhere know how to have a good time and black excellence is EVERYWHERE.